Sunday, Saturday, Friday, Thursday, Wednesday...... - Poem by RIC BASTASA

when days get reversed
like 10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1

then O

till monday morning,
when suddenly the counting stops

till sunday evening
when i sleep

till then
you run as fast as you can
back to the past
back to recovery

when all the petals
of the roses fall

you only see them all
their eyes
without any regret

because you are
still here
in their name

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 21, 2008

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