RIC S. BASTASA
There Are Walls There Are Ceilings - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA
there are wall here and there are ears who listen so well
and eyes who see too clearly
there are ceilings too
there are limits to what you can do
there are floors
now the cup has overflowed the dams break out
will cover you, the floor meets the ceiling and you are sandwiched
like a witch,
see..how you crumple?
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