Luke Filewalker

what you have you found about me
and my files?

lots of virus
nothing about aids
some worms, and
clots, and
scars,

makes everything slow down
as they used to be

can't find love in the files?
what did you find somehow?

are these matters transparent?
can they kill?

there is a hole
a void in everything, do not think that it is just contained
in the doughnut

there is a void in
lOve too, nothing much in lUst, i tell you, i have been there,

for one thing, you think too much about what people say
God's judgment

i admire Rey for telling me
he is just human, and will be human in the form of happiness.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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