That Puppet On A String..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

That Puppet On A String.....



it is true
love is not
orpheus. it
is much of
hercules, that
one who does it
first
and then somehow
think and
then regret.

to such an
extent
the self has
become
irreparable.

the jump is
to high
and every bone
is broken

and every broken
piece
cannot be found

and there
when you try to
rise
from such a mistake
you dangle
like a puppet
on a string.

Wednesday, November 22, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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