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For Robinson

three years
he said he learned about forgetting
Von, and he looked back
and pondered, that Von never knew
about what he felt,
and he pretended that he had become a very ugly witch
and so Von was all the way as numb as
dead tree
leafless and sunless on a deserted hill
where black clouds
meet with
wilted grass, so much so for that,
he continued, he has moved on with his life
after he mended
a broken heart, but he never told him
about how he had become so crazy about
love, or was it really?
he worked hard, learned the art of making more money
until he reached that point
that he can now afford
to buy love and put it in the house like a lover for money,
but just the same it ended this way:
another broken heart, another numbness,
another moving on
to another wrong direction....

ended his life with an end
that Von
never, till now, understood.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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