Long Finitude Poems

As mortal veils dissolved, our bodies merged in the ossuary's somber symphonies, two mistress awakened by the velvet-wrapped cadavers, our disinvested hands tracing syllabic patterns across the olive verdure of our skin, as maelstroms of...

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What obstacle can there be between a boy and infinity?
Behind the old brick house, among countless fig and persimmon trees, 
next to the concrete cistern and under a beautiful bright summer sky, 
the boy was...

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Don’t believe what everyone believes
But what you understand
Don’t be part of an entirety
Which is not part of yourself
Dare to dream and to disappoint
Don’t do what is expected from you
But what you don’t even expect from...

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Civilizations used white to mitigate the lack of black.
Black is not just skin color but also a human spirit. 
Imagine indigenous people having red skin plaque!!
While things seem disastrous, it is just painted on it.

Civility...

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Revoke me as the prisoner of your heart
I have paced finitude
From wall to wall, and cannot find
The empty space 
Through which electrons crawl
To post the graffitti of their freedom.
I want no parole
Exonerate me from the...

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The exit ramp looms large just up ahead,
though still an unknown distance ‘round the bend,
a terminus of sorts.
Perhaps a point from which to send
us out of time constraints, into the now,
the means by which remain...

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I am concerned with the structures that sustain the universe, 
with the mighty river of time, 
the tablature and the compass of souls 
dispersed in their endless penances, 
the enigmatic smile of doubts 
overlapping the...

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Some say you are lost
If you are not found
On their ground

Some think you are blind
If you do not find
What they find

I am an atheist who believes

The universe is a tapestry
Not a thread

The science to chart...

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On The Threshold

Two rooms shared a single door,
One my past, one the now,
But yet to see the future, How?
Eyes strained, brow furled… Nevermore?

In final collapse to my finitude,
I threw open the single door,
Stood on the...

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Tattered clobbered thoughts streaming to winged dusts,
spiral spasms tremble amid weary sounds.
The festal moods swing dreary interludes,
visions ache release with defloration--

throaty cries heightens the greedy man's lust.
He longs to possess the murmur of blood
from naked...

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He kisses like dark skies
Bewitches with dark eyes
And rains down upon me
A mad, storm-born love.
In the wake of him
I am lost betwixt and between
Reality and the illusions thereof.
He shines with blood and fire
Impels me beyond...

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'And I saw the dead, small and great, stand before God; and the books were opened: and another book was opened, which is the book of life: and the dead were judged out of those...

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Entitled

If You Listen
All Will Be Silent
The Apocryphal Dance 
begins at Midnight
and becomes a Night Song
But/If You Go There
take Money
Time Eats Your Words
and you’ll Leave Something Unfinished
Finitude ends by The Mill 
at the End of The...

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Tired sea
Frustrated moon
Fed up wind
Disenchanted sun
The hour of grace is fading

Beyond the eyes can see
Darkness glow in taciturn
Beneath the scars a beauty egress apace 
I've search to no avail 
The night for your smile
The rain...

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