i had enough of it
enough of you
and i go back to the pages of
my old self
those times
when with a kiss, a hug, of a smile
everything is solved
and ironed
i vomit thinking about
all these
sweet surrender turning so
bitter
stupidity uncovered
made possible
by distance
you are such a distant star
and i too
have become one
RIC S. BASTASA
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sweet-surrender-5/
