for Lina & Fatima

what you see is real
and you are not just outside it
you go inside
and take the plunge and all those who
say love you
turn into freaks
you do not look back like the wife of a certain myth
you continue with the journey
into an uncertainty
you lose your name and find another one again
you lose the change of marriage
but the world marries you
you trace the truth in the labyrinths of the poor
and those that disappear
and never come back

there were images of bats clinging to the cave
oh, such memories Lina
such a self
Fatima

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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