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  13597.     

The Unused Punctuations

it is with painful
eyes
that i end
this
line

they are the punctuations
that you
have been looking
for in
this poem
 
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  13598.     

the urge the longing for satisfaction

to scratch an itch
to caress that which gives us pain
the fingers play a song
on the body on the hair
deep within
the lost purity of my soul

there is always the satisfaction
after the scratching of an itch
there is a smile on closed eyes
lips wet and body sweat

there is a dream
a fantasy somewhere

without you
my thoughts of you
my longing about what you are to me

there is in my body a black bird wanting to fly away
without you
 
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  13599.     

the urge to write

it is when there are butterflies in my belly
that my hands become pens

and when all these butterflies have flown away
all the words retreat in the sockets of my eyes

i become blind with all these thoughts
i am neither myself nor yours. I am no one now.

I am nowhere too. I am lost and cannot be found.
Asleep, just tired asleep in my dark room.
 
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  13600.     

the use of laurels..

and talking about regret,
it is a word that i have deleted from
my vocabulary,
i have had it before
about to marry it and live with it
and perhaps have kids with
such a word...

lucky me, got noddles for
summer, ice cream for winter,
and cigars in my
silence

oh, you see, we need fans
sometimes even in the coldest seasons
of the year,
we need fire in the desert
sometimes
we must need what we do not need
sometimes
we must accept what we cannot
accept sometimes
and just be at home with all these
otherwise
what is the use of laurels?
 
RIC S. BASTASA
   
 
 
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