Poetics 3... Poem by RIC BASTASA
Poetics 3...
there is fire
and the room where you
live
for years is about to
be eaten
by its hot
insatiable tongue
you scream but
as usual
the firemen are not
coming
you open the windows
take one
exit
step upon the stairs
halfway
you jump into
your own salvation
the people are watching
you are naked
and they all clap
because
you finally decided
to save yourself
from that fire
that you yourself
invented...
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