Introversion - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

the world outside does not matter
ideas come rushing to your head
seasons enter
your hair like a strong wind
slowly you pick those past
memories and
tell yourself
they do not bother
some pieces of you are scattered
in the room
you look at them and you are so amazed
so many of you
and yet so unaffected by the dance
of light and darkness

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 23, 2009

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