You Know Who I Am..... - Poem by RIC BASTASA
if you curl your hair
and make it short like that of
or if you change the positions of
the chair and the table
or make this room more light and
like the way light from the moon
is admitted with
will you expect that i change to
the way you change things
the way you like it?
you know who i am.
i do it my way. And most of the time
i do not change what you can see outside
as it is the inside
which matters most.
i am still thinking how to do it.
That is why i left.
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