It Was Nothing....

orally fixated said he
to the two handsome men aboard that boat
going to an island
where paradise is rumored

on the other side
is a young man and a young woman
too in love
they were holding hands
throughout the trip
her head resting on his
chest

the sound of the boat is insistent
slashing the sea
into a slit of foam and bubble

i was alone, spying on every human aspect
of the trip
to that rumored paradise

they all look at me
thinking that i must be weird or cruel
not having with me anyone

i do not mind
i am on this curious trip to that rumored paradise
spying on every one who is on that boat
i am the spectator
taking notes inside my mind

humanity is mixed nuts
and i am enjoying it
now orally fixated on every one
aboard that boat that shall take us to that rumored paradise

when we arrive there
it was nothing.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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