...Not Your Fault? Poem by RIC BASTASA
...Not Your Fault?
when there is no love
there is only you
no matter who sits there
the chair is still an empty chair
the water you drink is as bitter
as you
the moon by the window
is just a floater
when you walk alone on that beach
this morning you are more of a philosopher than a poet
where there is no love
all trees have no fruits
i know what you will say
it is not your fault.
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