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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=495036" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Problem</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=495036" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">the problem with us is that when we open the computer and begin<br>to read poetry we cannot stop, we do not know when and where to stop<br>we get carried away like a paper boat on the river and we do not know<br>where we shall be taken<br>and not only that<br>in some mysterious ways we too assume the hands of the poet his mind<br>his emotions contaminating us<br>and we (oh let me just talk about myself) </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=495036" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">and i begin to write myself some lines<br>honestly not knowing where these line come from<br>and like ants they invade me and begin to eat me like a chunk of chocolate<br>or a broken biscuit or a grain of rice that they all carry like a good catch</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=495036" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">and then i pride myself with the belief that i must still be sweet<br>as chocolate, crisp and tasty like a biscuit, and white and unblemished<br>like a grain of rice</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=495036" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">not because i am writing poems<br>but because the ants too, like the river have carried me away</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a></strong></div>