..Please Speak To Me.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

for all you know
just be honest, as i am.
when i decide to go
i go, and i do not come
back to take back what
once was mine.
you once said i am unreasonable,
fragile ego, arrogant,
with a pride as high
as a mountain,
i myself cannot control all
these frailties,
once offended, i leave.
and i do not really come back
begging, even if i die.
i hurt most mother.
you cannot forget that.
i welcome hate. I am free.
i have no one, and i do not
belong to anyone.

i am into feelings of course,
but i always rise from there
to go back to square one again.

i love beginnings, know that.
i am into new places of my heart.
know that.
i am not frightened about ending
a relationship.
For i always know how to start
all over again.

perhaps mother when she
conceived me had an eye
on the lizard which when its
tail is cut
knows how to grow its tail
again.

you do not know the pain.
just like the lizard in the
ceiling.

well, i guess, this having
no fear of losing, whatever,
losing you, and losing
everyone else,
is actually not my cup of
tea.

in fact, i have managed
to stay with you for, say,
nineteen years?

i must be too foolish to
stick it out, but it is true,
i have so many choices,
and i am too foolish to be
stuck, like iron fillings to
your magnet.

was i really in love?
am i really that lost in you?

years, if you have mouths,
please speak to me.