The Dirty White Linen Poem by RIC BASTASA

The Dirty White Linen



after the love
you sleep facing the bed
down
you fall in a trance
of a fantasy fulfilled

the room is dimly lit
a glass half empty stands
below the lampshade

the dirty linen is set aside
stained
and ready for another
washing
tomorrow morning

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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