The Lonely Hearts Club Of Ibsen Poem by RIC BASTASA

The Lonely Hearts Club Of Ibsen



i do not like it
it is barbaric
words are becoming acidic
full of tricks
and such a maverick

for years survival
stuck
at Innsbruck they
all got
starstruck


such a huge truck
and the bric-a-brac
covering much track
and the whole block

oh we are here
not liking everything
lonely even in the
Spring.

Monday, November 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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