There Are Only The Two Of Us

life would have been simple
with just two of us
but as simple as we want life
to be
it isn't that way
life becomes a house without windows
and furniture and kitchen
without the other people
who eat with us
when we are too lonely
when simplicity is equated with loneliness
because the house
has not learned to laugh like a kid.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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