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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=494956" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Pieces Of Self....</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">everyday i see myself<br>first as the wholeness of the egg</div><div style="margin:10px 0">its whiteness ignored<br>cracked by the fork and<br>scrambled and fried</div><div style="margin:10px 0">those pearls of white rice<br>cooked and handed over<br>on white porcelain plates</div><div style="margin:10px 0">breakfast is not strange<br>otherwise if i ask, i will be </div><div style="margin:10px 0">strange to all that is expected<br>to be familiar</div><div style="margin:10px 0">in the bathroom i turn on the light<br>and see the miniature of sun<br>after the pee and the poo i feel<br>the softness of tissue and the<br>cleansing of water</div><div style="margin:10px 0">flushing is such a relieving sound<br>and everything is in order now</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the brushing begins and the <br>mirroring and the parting of hair</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the shower gives some songs <br>life is cool after all and then one</div><div style="margin:10px 0">gets used to the usual grooming<br>putting on socks fitting on belts and</div><div style="margin:10px 0">shoes and buttoning shirts and <br>zippering</div><div style="margin:10px 0">one gets outside finally and see the<br>real world feel the real air and hear<br>the real sounds of the traffic</div><div style="margin:10px 0">one who reads this finds nothing<br>spectacular</div><div style="margin:10px 0">after all<br>what is spectacular about routine? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and life is just one of those <br>routines in all your pieces of self <br>that you scatter all over the office, <br>the streets, the house <br>the room</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and in all places of the heart and<br>spleen.</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=494956" data-title="The Pieces Of Self.... de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="everyday i see myself first as the wholeness of the egg its whiteness ignored cracked by the fork and scrambled and fried those pearls of white rice cooked and handed over on white porcelain plates breakfast is not strange otherwise if i ask, i..."></div> </div> </div>
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