Honestly My Love
honestly my love
on a union like ours
for twelve years, forty days, six hours,25 minutes
and 40 seconds
i feel like i am a train always running and running
on a railway without resting
on any station
now that you have decided
to take a vacation
somewhere
in mexico
or africa
or how i wish you go somewhere
in east asia
where some of the mystics
are selling
their beliefs and practices
about peace and harmony
and nature
and introspection
on your leaving
as i have
my break
i feel like a man
with a heart filled with so much
air
pressure
and then suddenly
a vent opens
and air pushes out
from its chambers
like a balloon whooshing
its way to the
clouds
and fall
again
and here i am
fully deflated
squatting
on the ground
like a new
skin
or rubber
to be a little bit specific
wanting to be filled
again
by another lovely mouth
a strange air
i long (kill me) always
for another
someone not like you
for the meantime
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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