Not A Pleaser Anymore.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

i was good i listened
a pleaser

who wants to stay alone
because one is being left alone

as they prod on the promenade
enjoying their feast of laughter

when one is a pleaser one must
follow even if you doubt

it is not good this time they are
wrong

and so i stayed and thought alone by
myself

they're a bunch of plastic grapes
not sweet to eat

i choose this quiet where i am most
of what i am

it is good and there is light
the sea waves.