The World Is Boasting Now We Are Nobody. Poem by RIC BASTASA

in the dark
we know we both are
awake

why have we become
tolerant

why the silence?
are the stars more beautiful now

the little glitter of
far away

we have grown old for the
poetry of love


as i hold your hand
words do not exist

i forget your name and
you forget mine

but the familiarity is
still there

on the grass under the stars
we feel that much

my back is one with the earth
my eyes glued to far away

how small are we
how insignificant

the world is boasting now
we are nobody.