You Are On Top Of This World Without Anybody To Hold. Poem by RIC BASTASA

ah, you were
talking to the sands
of the desert

to the moon and
the stars
you are talking
to yourself
and of yourself
to the wilderness

or to that privacy
of a room
locked and with
windows closed

it is this isolation
that you seek
and it is this isolation
that is giving the
promise ofwisdom


ah, you are talking to
the walls
and to the curtains
and to the window that
you open
you are talking
to the winds and to
the emptiness of the
city lights
from high up here
where you are
staying


the tower is cold
and silent
you are on top
of this world
without anybody to
hold.