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Friday, March 23, 2012

Tu estas


Where art thou?
the little tingling sensation softly going down from my head 
down to my body
where have you gone?
that fervent taste in my mouth of tuscan tomatoes and cream cheese with crackers
where have i gone?
no more am i on the "shhh" sounds of the ocean and the thunder noise of the waves hitting the rocks
instead
i've gone away from all the noise and heavy meals
instead of waves i have cars and their horns 
instead of rocks being hit, i have chattery walk-abouts at 3am
skateboards and grass smell at any hour
where art thou?
you are
in memory
for as long as it lasts..

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Espejo

It's like a disgusting stench
smelly and odorous
i saw you standing there
my mirror
my reflection
the other half
the one that's hidden
Wonder why God made us all so imperfect
but upps
he didn't.
we did.
we chose this path.
but then again we were given the choice
the choice to choose
yes or no?
funny thing is
my reflection
this mirror that i look at
that mostly comes out at night
still has a choice
yes or no?
will you stay sunshine?
or will you leave once again to the ghostly shadow of the moon?
so imperfect yet perfect
yes or no?
my nightly reflection says no matter the yes or no,
my destiny is
it is written
but my lighty reflection says
you have a choice.
I have the choice.
which will i choose?
yes or no?
which will You choose?

Thursday, March 1, 2012

Droplets


Dark brown trees at night
Skinny and long
They travel when the city whispers
They follow the pink skies
To the blue ocean they’re lead
Carrying birds and nests with them
In their travels
Birds wake up chirping and singing to their
New horizon
Their new, landscape
Leaving their home
For the moving blue