Same Place, Same Song... Poem by RIC BASTASA

because the song is played
you have no choice but to remember it

at first you say it is just a song
and you are a man

the song goes on and on
and beneath the song is a big river wanting to end its life joyfully
into the sea

because you are alone
and you have no one to cling to
you follow the river

and the flow goes on and on and on
and then you drown yourself inside that big river

now you have chosen the song
and it has become another part in you

it settles in your heart
and then you pay the bill, do not finish your beer and you go away

to have a dose of fresh air
same boulevard, same walk, but now at a different time

because this place has become
a part of you

and then you drown yourself into said
memory

what a joy can this be
again and again and again.