Self-Talk Is A Prayer..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

i have nothing
so urgent to say to you

i am at peace
and here i am savoring time
like the way i am chewing gum

that lost its sugar

i have nothing
to say anymore to you

i admit
i have not said anything at all

despite all those
well chosen words arranged like books in their shelves


there is an age
where saying is admitted to make no difference at all

where secrets are not secrets but irrelevant
squabbles of the heart

they remain buried
but they will not be dead

the remain invisible like air
but still very essential

my lips are gravestones
that is when i discovered that self-talk is actually a prayer