The Beggar Of The Spiritual - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

my body is telling me something
i ignore it
it screams on the street
i am not affected
people who hear and say something about
a complaining body
do not influence me
i am telling my body that i hear it completely
and by saying so
i assure it that i am not ignoring it
and it demands
that i do something about a neglect
but i am not into this anymore
i am not in the mood for a physical cure
that realm of the epidermal
i am into something more
the parallel divine sphere
that i have not spoken to
for years
as it is ignoring me
like i have the leprosy of the spirit
i am begging and kneeling
before it
it is getting even
it is still ignoring me
but i am not stopping
i am
and will always be unhappy
if i cannot have
it finally
when the door is opened
and then
i am in
at the end

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 4, 2011

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