They think I’m a genius
So wrong they are
For, if I were what they say
I would’ve built a time machine
And froze the clock
To keep you from leaving us behind
They think I know all
How can that be?
I don’t have all the answers
I can’t give a rock-solid reply
When they ask me
Why aren’t you here anymore?
If I were...
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Lamentations
I’m no genius
Nostalgia
Burning money embracing dried tobacco.
Sharing glances at the two bulbs from the lamppost illuminating rested four-wheeled machines.
I see you dancing.
Laughing.
Shaping words and syncopated music, exhaling white air.
But you are not there.
Their light mocks my silence,
Narrating novels
Of moon-lighted days
When the sky is a sheet of black cloth,
When our muscles invite varicose veins and cramps.
I see...
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Anomie
From within, glowing in all directions
The pit of the coconut pulses
Touching strange forests and alien strands
Self numbed into nothing, nothingness
All senses are divested from self
A wearisome travel to borderless regions
There the life nectar freezes still
Like hail stones roll, rolling
All the feelings and emotions are roused
A burning sunburst on bare heads
Searing a presence that will...
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stale
i was wrong to think that in time i’ve moved on,
wrong to think that in time i’ve grown strong.
for here i am once more standing on familiar ground
and as i’ve said again and again, to sorrow i am bound.
i was happy to realize that my love for her has gone,
maybe not the love but...
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PublicHARity
The census took
less than a year.
The beneficiaries
were identified
even if the records
did a disappearing act
when it was time
to sort them out.
But they were all there.
Some even took a bath
along with the children.
They wanted to smell
nice to the Rotary Anns.
We waited for almost
an hour with them.
And they came. And announced
they can’t stay. And administered
the TB shots...
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012710 – siren call
sing for me, o sirens of the deep
call my name, tempt me, from sorrow my heart do keep.
save me from this agony, save from this fate
save me from my own demise before it is too late.
for i have wept a million times and my eyes in tears have bled
and sorrow gushed from my battered...
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ironic
you are the love that i have so longingly longed for through the years
and yet i push you away
you are the very life, my very soul, the very reason why i breathe
and yet i hurt you every single day.
i cannot live without you, no never breathe without you near,
but i cannot resist to hurt...
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flyleaf
this life has been a prison for the past months or so,
and i am a prisoner shackled to your memory, i know.
it’s quite tiring, having to drag you along,
and yet i know, to leave you behind, i’m not that strong.
everywhere i look it’s your face i see,
every single breath i take still feels like...
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my sickness
heaven cure me
cure me from this sickness i am wrought
heal this pain that for countless days i have fought
free me from the shackles of sorrow she has brought
oh God cure me
heed me o Lord,
hear me gnash my teeth in sorrow
hear me praying not to wake up again tomorrow,
listen to me weep my lord, my...
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in a relationship
I guess you’ve found somebody new,
someone to say I love you too,
I guess it may be right for me to say
though it hurts God bless both of you on your way.
it’s been a while but the feeling still lingers
i may just put up a band i’d definitely name weepers
and they would sing songs that...
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