Monday, August 06, 2007


I have undressed
under the gaze
of a quartered moon,
never with a fiery sun
shining on my skin,
devoid of a cloud
the shade of a tree
or a leaf to hide in.

I feel naked,
down to flesh and bones
my guts, way deep into my soul.

Like a toothless guest
in a Jerry Springer show
exposing my shame,
too numb to care,
before an unforgiving audience
amid their laughter and scorn.

Alas, I must justify myself
save the least of my dignity
that is left of my troubled mind

This is how I feel
before you magistrates of wisdom
when I declare the world is flat,
a square wheel runs faster,
or a black dove sybolizes peace.

But don't rejoice just yet.
Galileo had been right all along
and the world continues to spin

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Aquatic Night Adagio 

Gathered from yesterday’s downpour
water trickles down from thatched roof
now pregnant with rain

tiny drops slowly swell like a leech
sucking on golden flesh
until they lose their grip -

fall at the same spot.
Uneven noises incessantly made
on a pool they have created.

No sound can be more primeval
than droplets plunging into mother earth
breaking my mortal rest

traces of a breathing world
pulsates in little dribbles
perspires, cries in pain.

Tonight is one sleepless night
as each heavy drop
crashes into the deafening silence

slowly it goes :




and when I finally think they're done
they start all over again.

It may be slow
but it can sure fill a well
with its own tenacity



This is a poem requested by my friend Doc Emer for a photograph he took.

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