Ar....for R.

your name is
analogous to
a tongue
in cheek, your favorite
figurative
language
for human relations

i do not have
an iota of
doubt over my past
stupidities

this kind that believes
right away
what every mouth
has to say

i guess i have
not yet learned the language
of the press

underneath the water
is a bed
of air

everything in this
planet of yours
float

nothing settles down
for the
truth

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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