The Riddle Of That Small City (For Singapore) Poem by RIC BASTASA

in that small city
i promised myself
i can take whatever it is
in one day

whatever it is
is still actually undefined
and what is undefined
is always exciting
for it amounts to
anything goes

what falls on my head
like a Forest Gump feather
in that small city
is always welcome

and what was undefined
and what was so exciting
was finally
done

you'll never know what it is
because you have read this
to understand and best
understand the undefined
means you never have
to read whatever it is

it is after all
undefined and yet
i must assure you
it will, and will always be exciting