i sometimes wish to see you
upon a chair
knitting a pattern of flowers
upon a cloth of
silk,
or perhaps mixing the flour
and eggs
and finally baking a cake
with chocolate
dressing and
rose icing
or perhaps spending more time
tending the flowers in the garden
under the morning sun
it would have been a beautiful
view
of a complete woman in my mind
but you never really tried
what can i possibly write about you?
sitting idly upon a sofa
watching so much tv
smoke on one hand and
a glass of vodka on the
other
the room is littered with ash
and there are tears in your eyes.
RIC S. BASTASA
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