For My Beloved...
there's a thorn in my hair
a bone in my throat
there is a lump on my back
there is log in my eye
there is a cloud in my mind
there is a stain in my shirt
there is a snake in my bed
a scorpion in my pocket
there is wolf by my door
a jackal on the stair
there is bat on the wall
a spider on the ceiling
there is this blindness
in my heart
there are blocks in my thoughts
the hands of the clock
are running too slow
there is an eclipse of my sun
there is a rock in my river
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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