May 17,2009
11:40 pm
Perspective
She scans the sky
the distance
approximates a knifed horizon-
the panorama of solitude
envelopes her:
she's but a dot
from above.
11:50 pm
See
See
let itbe
me
me
be it
letsee.
11:56
Deep more, dip it to fit
Deep,
dip
more
to fit
deep it
fit more
deep more
fit it
to more
deep
dip.
May 18, 2009
12:04 am
Circles
There is a circle:
a bulging round thing
i clasp it
slowly,
pressing it
hardly
i circle my fingers
around another
circle
round and round
and round
and there it arouses
mightier than me-
I gasp.
12:06
Morning
dust motes
from an early
morning birth
swim in the air
they constitute
a community
of lost promises
only seen when
shed by the light.
12:10 am
Fragments
(for Kaye Quinones)
Tonight, i remembered
a dream deferred
there on the balcony,
i sat together with solitude,
we were drinking from a cup of gold,
a bacchanalia of poison-
suddenly,
everything changed-
caged in a mirrored room
i saw myself
layer by layer by layer
they unfleshed me
it was as if they were shards
of reflection
the only refuge i could have
was to caress my body
believing that i would never become
fragments that would soon
vanish as they could never be
a whole piece again.
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