RIC S. BASTASA


The Butcher..... - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

i am so sorry
to hear from you with all
the grunts
and the runts
here you are at the prime time
of the hours
mistaking again
another prose for a
poem
i am so sorry you deserve
something greater than this
which does not sound so well
like a well oiled
machine

sorrier to you my dear
whose taste for nursery rhyme has
not waned
whose love for the limericks
still prick

dear pig, be quite
the butcher is here.

Topic(s) of this poem: life


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 10, 2015



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