RIC S. BASTASA
Where Is The Prince? - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA
lady, there is something wrong
with the story: Cinderella asking for her Romeo?
What can Juliet say
interplay of fate and chance
light and darkness?
Wait, till Mercurochrome
at the Hilton or
How sad, such sweet sorrow
in the balcony of the broken mind.
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