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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=496151" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Tip Of The Iceberg</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">what you know of me for the whole year<br>when you read my poems are not at all true.<br>they are all lies.<br> words pretending to be hands<br>and feet. <br>Lines pretending to be faces and bodies.<br>i do not wish to tell you that you must disregard them<br>you want them to believe to be true.<br> i cannot stop you.<br>the women and their names are lies.<br> the white horse<br>that father rode was also a big lie.<br> It was father who<br>gunned the horse down, and he even sold all the meat and bones<br>of the poor animal in the streets of the town where we live.<br> the places and events and other<br>sighs and moans, the squeaking beds and mournful<br>moons and crying stars: they are all lies.<br>they are but tips of the icebergs of my glacier<br>of lies floating in the middle of the arctic.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you always follow me and<br> i do not wish to stop you.<br>and i will tell you wrong directions. <br>i will tell you about<br>the wrong places that i have not ever been to.<br>i will tell you about the errors.<br> the wrong things about me.<br>i will tell you exactly the opposite of who i am and where i am going.<br>you may be lost as i will mislead you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But, IF you really want to know me, i will compromise.<br>You must remove your clothes. <br>Everything. <br>Even your skin. <br>Your face. <br>Your eyes. <br>Tighten every screw and bolts that hold your bones.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If you want to really know me, not just the tips of the icebergs about me, <br>you must be naked first. <br>Undress everything that covers you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then we must swim together. Let us dive under. <br>Let us go deeper<br>together. It is where my soul lives. <br>Deep under the tip of the iceberg.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do you see me now? I am bigger and wider under. <br>Do you not fear me? Be not afraid, <br>I am the one that you always followed<br>for years and more years to come.<br> I am huge, deep down under.<br>Do not fear me now. Hold me. <br>Do not leave me. I am your truth too.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For one thing, there is no exit going up.<br>Now we must suffer together. IT is forever.</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>
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when you read my poems are not at all true.
they are all lies.
 words pretending to be hands
and feet. 
Lines pretending to be faces and bodies.
i do not wish to tell you that you must disregard them
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