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Reading The Poems Of Other People

honestly i should be flattered
why you keep on
following every poem
that i have written

i know how hard it is since
there are thousands and
thousands
of these
posts,

i know what you think
that poems are maps
towards
who i am really

roads that lead to a
city
a rainbow that gives
the myth
that at the end of it
is the
pot of gold

you really flatter me

but what if these are not
maps
or there is no rainbow
of there is no
pot of gold?

what if we have the same
thinking
that there is really no
self

no city
no map
what if there are only
whims

or there is only shame
or death

what if
these are just footsteps
of a lost man
and at the end there
is only a cliff

where the man jumped
and killed
himself

it could be
so horrible

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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