Emmanuel George Cefai Poems

The sentinels in the streets
Blow their noses.

Nearly mid-night.
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Columns of fire
That’s desire –
You human
Have indeed
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Your thoughts burn
I feel them in my hands
They burn as fire
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The sun declines
The sun declines my love

The dusk be near
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You see how
Verses walk.

Time walks
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A fossil burnt
As glow-worms
Burn
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The dire was roaming
The dire was hovering
In the airs
Over the marsh
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Of desperation
And in desperation
I have breathed such
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Bones walking
Bones walking
Desperation stalking
A couple of wild eyes
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