But Life Is Not As Simple As You Think

really?

as you sit on a chair enjoying the place
new guests come in, and let me enumerate them

unpaid rental of the house
the credit card that is due
threats of foreclosure
a death threat
some thoughts about the pain on your left side
(can it be a cancerous mass?)
family feud, soon cases will be filed,
a possible criminal prosecution for
tax evasion
a brother caught as drug mule
a cousin committing suicide
secret sins, mortal enemies

tears fall, thoughts of suicide come
fast heart beats, pulse drumming
heart failure, you cannot think clearly
problems tripling, begetting more problems
than solutions

so, is this chair comfortable
the coffee is cold now, and it is raining heavily

you run back to the house
you are embraced by dead arms.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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