The artist....

she cries,
she wants to talk,
she wants him to listen

' i am unhappy' she tells him,
she wipes her tears
her cheeks are red
she bursts

'and so are the millions of us! ! ' he shouts at her

she leaves her
he drinks himself to death

the other woman who really loves him
comes and
joins with him

now they are talking.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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