Vomit Poem by RIC BASTASA
Vomit
at a certain point
what happens is that
i take too much of everything
so i may savor this art
of vomiting things
all things
without exception
love and hate and
indifference, things that i
embrace like i love all of them
and things that finally
bore the heart and spoil the soul
i give them all up
and wish to go back to the start
where i am full again
by being empty-handed.
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