i do not switch on <br />the table light <br />as i leave your rested body <br />on the marital bed <br />i go to the other side <br />of the structure <br />wandering what to do next <br />with all these <br />mess. <br /> <br />thinking and thinking <br />what if <br />i do not come back anymore <br />what if there are no more <br />mornings for me <br />what if <br />i lose this sense of balance <br />and collapse <br />without you <br />knowing what i really feel <br /> <br />damn, damn, damn <br />rivers restrained <br /> <br />repaint the masks and leave.<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/waking-up-early-this-morning/
