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sunshine friends
they always come
to my party
and baptisms and weddings
and even funerals
not because
they are happy when i am happy
or sad when i am sad
not that they mourn
or rejoice with me
it is because of the food
served hot on the table
and the drinks
ice-cold
the ice still clinking
some sparkles
and glitter
only for a while
RIC S. BASTASA
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SUPEROBAMA
FROM the most powerful nation
of this world
SuperObama is produced,
flying beyond the speed of light
the mind that encompasses
the anticipation of the universe
dam of the immense flood
saving each American
from a predicted
poverty
for the next twenty years
or more
perhaps,
the Third World in faithful adherence
shall share the grief
and mourns
in utter
silence.
RIC S. BASTASA
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suppressed anger
it is as if the belly of a woman
is pregnant with a very long snake
and slowly it exits its way
through the esophagus
but you cannot see it first
because the teeth is still gritting
and the mouth is still closed
but on the spur of the moment
when restraint gives way
the mouth suddenly opens
the teeth stops gritting
and the head of that very long snake
comes out
showing its sharp fang
and suddenly
without any talk
bites the object of its
affection.
RIC S. BASTASA
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SUPpRESSED DESIRES
Her only home is herself
her only contact to her body
her hands
untouched by man who want
to sleep with her in the nest
of desire,
she refuses all offers
regardless of color and shape
deep within her
pressure is building
like a tornado
but she keeps herself
composed like a placid lake
like an undisturbed sky
glittering with the beauty of
the stars
a volcano is erupting inside
her breasts
she refuses hands and lips
and mouths
her house is herself
abandoned by the sun
and the rain
she is alone and too lovely
still
the moon tonight by her
open window shall be her lover
she is after all a metaphor
of suppressed desires.
RIC S. BASTASA
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