Coming Home
unannounced you come home
bringing all the scruples inside your head
you stay somewhere else
in an island undisclosed
you phone me finally
not to tell them about us
you want another chapter of the
love story that we did not finish years ago
now i have to choose the words well
and for the punctuation marks: shall there be a period?
exclaim, i say, exclaim, interject!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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