Seeing The Motorcycle Leave Poem by RIC BASTASA

Seeing The Motorcycle Leave



behind is the dust
behind the dust is you
when the dust settles
the tear is gone
someone sits there waiting
expecting no one
anymore

the town is silent
as though another nuclear bomb is thrown

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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