in that small city <br />i promised myself <br />i can take whatever it is <br />in one day <br /> <br />whatever it is <br />is still actually undefined <br />and what is undefined <br />is always exciting <br />for it amounts to <br />anything goes <br /> <br />what falls on my head <br />like a Forest Gump feather <br />in that small city <br />is always welcome <br /> <br />and what was undefined <br />and what was so exciting <br />was finally <br />done <br /> <br />you'll never know what it is <br />because you have read this <br />to understand and best <br />understand the undefined <br />means you never have <br />to read whatever it is <br /> <br />it is after all <br />undefined and yet <br />i must assure you <br />it will, and will always be exciting<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-riddle-of-that-small-city-for-singapore/
