Ear Plug World

you watch
the facade of this
red
cathedral,

you know what is
deep inside it

you love every part
of this
red cathedral

you shall be the
tongue

and the caressing
hands

you keep within yourself
that moan

for glory
if someone up there hears it

you shall be
in trouble

it is an ear plug
world

after all.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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