Thinking About Your World That Disappears Before Me
in your vast world
i see clouds shaped like a very long river
in the sky
i see houses far for each other well lighted
upon the shoulders of a mountain
the moon has just disappeared and so are the stars
and then the lights of the houses are turned off one by one
until what remains is the darkness of the night which has
swallowed greedily the river in the sky
i drink the rain that takes away the dust from my lips
it is a long lonely night and i am not asleep.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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