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In The Movie Of The Mind...

to get back the substance of
my meaning
i must learn to speak the wisdom
of nonsense

you laugh and it only in the absurdity of your
childish laughter
that you get back what is long due you
that understanding
that there is actually nothing great that
amazes us
into belief
into the appreciation of the apparel of life
its accessories

there are no earrings to the
ears of mankind
there are only ears missing what it must
rightly hear

to get back the real meaning of my existence
i must believe in nothing

i must float in air
and this is what they call as soul
ghost

winds, sighs, whispers
sweet nothings

i take back meaning and i throw away everything
that i have collected in my hands

i hold emptiness now
and so i have become so full

it is this irony
this paradox that makes reality

one is not one and earth is never earth
thoughts can never be thoughts
dog to dog, dust to dust

when we speak again try to find out what is in our mouth
i am opening my mouth now

you laugh, it is still the same tongue
same teeth

there is nothing about this philosophy
there is only this restlessness that looks for a seat

in the dark, waiting that somehow this is another movie house
and there is coming

the next show.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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