Hating A Self

i hate taking a tour
alone by myself,

from time to time i have to ask someone
to click the camera for me.

then i walk in the burnham park
i am mistaken as a ham for sale

it is a pity
being alone spending a sleepless night

in a five star hotel
no channel of the TV appeases me

don't mistake me
i also hate you for this.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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