RIC S. BASTASA


We Love To Do Bad Behind Walls And When We Go Out We Like To Be Seen Unblemished - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

out there you are an angel and they always love the softness
of your feathers
the innocence of your angelic face
your coyness
you make them feel so good and holy,

then you go inside your house, close the door and the windows
you remove your pair of wings
lay them on the corner of your resting place
you unlock the secret cover that keeps your
holiness
you remove some parts here and there
and you look at the mirror and smile
how you fool everyone

you rub your body with the usual throbbings
of your truths
comes out the sap of evil that your real body secretes
foul
dirty
pungent
and all these things
you really love to eat when you are left
all alone,

the body of a wolf, the face of the demon,
the tail of a snake
the teeth of the shark
the poison of the tarantula

it is you and your liquids and sap
inside you
everything is evil

tonight you will think of other new thoughts
schemes, ways and manners of projections
for your future

you sleep and dream
accustomed to evil you have killed your conscience

tomorrow, soon,

the people will know, something deep within you
keeps whispering.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 17, 2008

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 17, 2008


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