Sunday, Saturday, Friday, Thursday, Wednesday...... Poem by RIC BASTASA
Sunday, Saturday, Friday, Thursday, Wednesday......
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
sleeping
their eyes
without any regret
because you are
still here
in their name
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