Those Friends Of Yesteryears.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

there are some friends
of yesteryear
that you accidentally
find in Facebook,
you are excited as if
you miss them,
and you send a message
of 'hi, how are you? '

there is no response,

you back out of course,
not your type
to push or force yourself on them
perhaps
they think that you are lonely
and want some
company in that imagined
misery,

you are not, you are just
excited,

'hell! ' you say it again,
'hell is other people'.


and so you write poems
it is better this way
you touch no one and no one touches you
at least
on the personal level

you wonder
people have always some motives
an agenda in mind
thinking that if you greet them hello
that you might take some parts of them with you

selfish!
i am complete and had always been sufficient
survived those college years
without talking to anyone
during breakfast
at the dorm's cafeteria.

it is better this way.
an island. NO boats allowed here.

From now on. I like doing it alone.