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Shiraz Bautista Poem
I.
Father,
my knees
quiver and quake,
they bend
then break
like a reed
ensnared in
the tempest’s throes
II.
My sanguine palms,
stammering in fear of
Your reprisal,
whimper in their
muted state,
rendered silent by
their barbarity
III.
This timber crucifix,
once a cradle of joy,
is now the abandoned son,
that I cast into the
death’s churning maelstrom
IV.
Father,
do not grant me
the might
to bear this albatross
but subdue me
so I may find relief in
my tribulation,
as I stencil
the crooked contours of
who I used to be,
in thy celestial image
V.
Lo!
In scorn’s sepulchral chambers,
I feast upon derision,
quaffing the sting of suffering,
the choicest sustenance
for Christian discipleship
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Sin begins with the heart,
Where dark desires may start.
Sin takes root in the mind,
Where temptation begins to bind.
Sin fuels the imagination,
And fans the fire of deviation.
Through sin, decadence is what I find,
Through sin, my spirit unwinds.
Through sin, I am tossed off the throne,
As it turns my tender heart into stone.
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Mischief shaped like a slender solitary mademoiselle
Tantalizing my carnal calibration towards indecency
Cloaked as the city of truth
Anointing me to serve as her gatekeeper
In her namesake, I devote every weary second of consciousness
Entranced by this myopic hypnosis
Although my outward gaze is sealed
My inward facing eyelids creep apart
After decades of dolorous dormancy
The maiden of my musings
A mirage hiding behind a mask of malice
Mindfully manipulating me with Machiavellian mastery
Mistakenly meeting my gaze
My meek maiden of misery
Now mercilessly mauled and marauded
By this misty marine-hued miracle
Known as my third eye
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(I)
I am the palatine oil
the astral gift
rumbling your
skeletal tree’s
truncated trunk,
each reverberation of
your sacral chakra
pleading you
to unfurl your
dormant wings
and soar above
animalism’s aridity
(II)
I am the
shamanistic secretion,
the nascent sprout that
blossoms into
a tsunami that
pounds rusted nails into
your bloodied flesh
(III)
I am your renunciation
the nourishing
fruit of bitterness
calling you
closer towards Eden,
each pulpy bite
mirroring the skunk’s
olfactory repellent,
a blistering musk
fortifying you against
Bubonic malaise
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Let me stay
Let me relive this ecstasy
Keep me in this illusion
Ensnare me in your fantasy
I fall on my knees
In your absolution
Accept my feeble offering
Before my preordained execution
Crawling out of the shadows
I see you adorned in the heartbreaker’s robes
As your wounded whispers liberate me
From the prison of your tormented love
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Plucking my oud's sacral strings
her felt fingers glide across my neck
the goblet drums' frisky clicks
like an oasis nestled in the desert
Persia's striking sonority slices me like a scythe
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So sublime
These oceans come alive
As the sun leaves its lips on me
As the tides caress my feet
Couldn't ask for anything better now
Then to be here
To breathe in
This everlasting piece of paradise
To feel peace
And release this
Imperfect confession
That it's not the same
Yet I still question
Who's to blame, as we reframe
Photo stills from a better day
Simpler times, if only we run away
And drive off into the sunset of eternal youth
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Push off and delay
Can’t confront reality
Procrastination
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No matter where I am
You are the air I breath
No matter how far
I still feel you near
No matter what you do
Somehow you
Bring out the best in me
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I uncover my blackened face
My frail hands trembling
As I fervently seek the remedy
I have nothing except morsels of supplication
And a thousand restless nights to my name
Immense is my discomfort
Colossal is my distress
And tonight I finally surrender
I kneel, and I submit
As a debased lowly man brought to his knees
Pleading, begging, wailing for you to
Immaculate the sins that blot my innocence,
Conceal all atrocities I committed behind closed doors
Screaming, beseeching, weeping for you to
Nullify all transgressions that brought forth calamity,
Abolish my burden of generational tribulation
Shrieking, seething, grieving for you to
Pardon my former delinquencies that repelled hope
Become the needle of my shattered moral compass
Through your remembrance,
I inch myself closer to you
Hopelessly clinging myself
To your magnificence
Professing your unity
Out of fear of further chastisement,
Since I cannot endure
Any further separation
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