Sometimes When You Look At The Stars Poem by RIC BASTASA

sometimes when you look at the stars
and there are many of them
tonight and you are all
alone by the window
thinking

sometimes you grasp the reason why
you want to forget a face
glowing at the fireside
of your living room

you want to be free from an enclosure
of love
unrequited, you want to escape as a wing of a bird
from the bones of its body
rotten flesh

and so you carefully place your chin
on top of your right hand shaped like a fist
you open your eyes
to this window of the universe and yes there are so many stars
tonight

you think there are still so many of them
and you regret having loved just one

you think you are foolish
and you are so right
you feel you are wasted.
and you are right.

you feel that you cannot recover
and stand tall to look at things carefully again.
this time
i must tell you, you are wrong.