Poverty At Santa Lucia
legs like pins
head like bloated balloon
eyes staring
at the future that never comes
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Grief Dies In Another Moment....
in the middle of grief
i am thinking of what is next
that surprise that substitutes what malady is here
i am promised
nothing overwhelms me, sooner,
joy arrives in full flair
lovely air
another happy atmosphere
grief dies.
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what i remember of Papa....
a smoke pipe
a staff
a loud voice in the room
a conclusion
that is firm and
unswayed
a word that is given
a decent funeral
black and white pictures
of a masculine body
a wedding in the old
church
destroyed by the
1958 quake
a house razed by fire
in 1961
a black dog
a broken porcelain plate
a rusty gun
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Nothing Lasts Forever, Take Note
do not be surprised with
depression,
it is nothing but a temporary epidemic
life exercising its muscles
flexing its legs
it is a way of testing the waters of
your hidden humanity
soon you will have those
anti-bodies
and the next time that depression comes again
you accept it as one
normal thing
nothing lasts forever
joy and grief altogether.
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Did You Shut The Door Because...
did he ask if you do not wear
any panty when you go to bed?
what 's wrong with being naked?
it is metaphor for honesty
i have nothing in my body when i sleep,
don't you wish me as a blanket for the night?
my words are feathers, my breath is sweet
how i wish to give you life in the mouth
a life that runs through the veins towards
your heart into that extremity of the feet.
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Confucius
i am sebastian but
at the same time i am also
not sebastian
i am in a vessel i am contained
at the same time
i am the vessel
it's complicated and it the simplest
thing that can be said about it
it is and yet it is also both not
what it is
tomorrow i change and i tomorrow itself
changes
i am change and i do not change
to change
it is simple as it is as complicated
when it becomes that
simple
i am heaven and i am earth
i am sky and i am sun.
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Into The Land Of Shadows
into the land of shadows
light always plays with trees
the trees hide what light
wants to steal
light wants to take back
wisdom and happiness
bathe wisdom with so much light
until it melts into dullness
and take away the shadows of
memories
to make happiness remember
light conquers
the shadows run under the skirts
of trees
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Sorrow Is Simple
sorrow is as simple as a pin
penetrating a flesh
blood letting from a skin covering
pain is simple
it is in the infliction that
seeps to the marrow of the bone
not the inflection
the accent of the word not the intonation
or even the context of the suffering
sorrow is simple
pain is practical
but somehow to make it more dramatic
here i am
in this poetics
pain is a shark's teeth gnashing
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Always Busy, Busy, Busy Doing Nothing....
...of having to rush
and keep on rushing
running and running
and telling
others that 'i am busy'
very much like the
busy waves of the sea
always rushing to
the shore
and then finally
having done
nothing
having brought nothing
having owned
nothing
nothing, nothing
nothing
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The Crowning Glory Of Love...
in the end what triumphs
is love,
in the middle of the long journey
hate or indifference is but temporary
it is the impatience that creates it
and the intolerance
of the obscure and the uncertain
this tunnel of a journey
has a light at the end thereof
and there love meets love
on handshakes that you all survived
we finally get out of this tunnel
this cave
of ignorance and greed and hopelessness
and those who endured all these
shall live
with their crowning glories
forever.
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