Your mind a landscape

a farm of coconut trees
and horses and cows fenced

a buffalo wading in mud
beside the river filled with fish

a woman naked
enjoying the cool waters

a man watching hiding
behind the thick bushes

birds above their heads
clouds shifting places

lights fade
the curtains fall

and then we all live
and not talk about it

all these
still disturbing our minds

we figure out
how these can end

what murder
what prison cell!

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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