When You Move Into A Place
such a lapse
happens, when you move into a place
open the door
and without asking any questions
you finally find yourself
estranged.
the server of course does not know you
but just the same
out of ignorance serves you tea
and then you awaken of that fact
this is not my place i am meant for some other else
you finish that tea
look outside and then pack yourself like a cassette
and then you move out
and you find at last
what freedom means.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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