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Sunday, November 4, 2012

apple cider vinegar



the path 
to the right path
or any other path
screams
beneath a wet kiss.
disturbing dreams
of sister katrina
haunt
through visions
varnished
with 
deja,
deja,
deja-vu.
steel and concrete
monsters
bathed 
in salty tears 
while 
mechanical birds 
drop their necks
and bow 
to the majesty and power
of the Creator.
human frailty 
rears an ugly 
yet predictable head
that imagines and acts
upon the fears 
of the weak.
searching
through piles 
of yesteryear's memories...
defying the moral demand,
rooted 
in that which is right,
only to realize 
what is wanted
isn't that 
which is needed.
cries in the dark 
linger towards 
a fortnight
as hope remains vigilant
yet reality is reflected
in pools of stagnant water.
distraught mothers 
pray for deliverance
and receive 
the ultimate curse.
gray swirls
pound the right 
with droplets of rage
as eyes watch
in horrified disbelief.
yet the surf recedes
leaving the entrails
of her visit.
soon...
the snakes will slither
through their holes,
queens will mate
with the shore.
all will be as it once was.
but we will never
forget.




1 comment:

  1. Wow! Such a vivid pictures arise in my mind when reading this poem. A very powerfully written piece. Amazing as usual. My favorite part is "mechanical birds
    drop their necks
    and bow
    to the majesty and power
    of the Creator."

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