<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=493037" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>So You Feel You Do Not Like To Work</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">something stopped when you said it<br>could be the clock of my life<br>or the chimes of some bells<br>in my fingers<br>when you said your lines, that you do not like to work<br>because the haiku<br>and the tanka are all there like children<br>waiting to play with you<br>they want to be written<br>by nobody but you, just you, like some animated kites<br>wanting to fly from the strings of your hands<br>now having air and tails</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i feel the same, i see this river bed drying and i am like a dam<br>filled with water wanting to burst and flood <br>the earth<br>with poems<br>i am this cracking lips and inside is my tongue wet<br>so wet with this fluid<br>wanting to spit what i have inside me<br>but i am not that true<br>to this calling</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the dam is fortified<br>and my flood did not happen<br>and my tongue likes to sleep<br>tired and so afraid<br>swallowing everything<br>and so<br>nothing revolutionary really happens</div><div style="margin:10px 0">time can wait, <br>i need sleep, i need to eat, and i need a little rest and <br>silence tonight again<br>with the uncomplaining stars</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=493037" data-title="So You Feel You Do Not Like To Work de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="something stopped when you said it could be the clock of my life or the chimes of some bells in my fingers when you said your lines, that you do not like to work because the haiku and the tanka are all there like children waiting to play with you ..."></div> </div> </div>

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