Paranaque Poem by RIC BASTASA

Paranaque



there is an old dog
white and stinking
its chains are made of silver
its ribs protrude from the side of its belly
it has a house with a red tin roof

its head touches it when it sits
upon a cemented floor
its master is an unmarried man
who is always away on vacation
this dog does not need milk or bread
or bone

it is dead
a long time ago

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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