RIC S. BASTASA - alone on a hill

alone on a hill
stands a cherry tree
without leaves
only twigs
stretching to the
the moon
on this cold
and damp
night
like some kind of
human hands
and thin body
in the act
of a very deep
prayer

(except for
me
it does not
know you)

RIC S. BASTASA

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