The Gentlemen Of Canivaro - Poem by RIC BASTASA

i look at him
as i look at myself, and i know
we have something in common,
that stupidity that is
buried in our
epidermal existence,
but we keep it so discreet within
our own
system, more into the secrets of the
the functionality of a cosine,
the realm of a stormy
state of
an athletic form,
(do not inject your own
vision, it may be destructive
to the canvass of
what life must be)

listen, this stupidity is
not too obvious on you,
who is dressed in white for the
first communion,
you hair is oiled and
well combed,
and your shoes are as shiny
as an auto paint,

we stand for the show,
and we are decent,
and we walk the aisle
along us the Greek pillars,
and at the end of the hallway,
we are met
by our ex-girlfriends and
our ever patient wives.

(do not interpret the we here
as we)

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 15, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, December 16, 2011

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