Kenneth Cledera

Sorrows thrown into the river of styx.
Proselytising raindrops to teardrops.
Cry me an alter alternate reality.
Dark abstruse universe within me.
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Peculiar to be.
An alternate alter.
A thousand known, A thousand beware.
Angst.
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A time wherein
Everything slows but everyone.
Every drop a minute more.
A little less, A little you, that of is time.
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Terribly frustrating parallels to an enigma.
Honest it was, hating they spill.
Overprotection or over-fear.
Undeniably a bordered word.
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When the world is new, gone are the old.
Here where houses grow first than trees.
More men born in shrinking lands.
Women buried under protest for reality.
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Kalsadang hindi pantay.
Berdeng ilaw sumisilaw.
Patak ng tubig hinintay.
Hinayhinay umambon, umulan ay umiyak.
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If it were glass,
a face that of
a jigsaw puzzle
the kind that
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For darling
to be a stranger
continents are to be traveled
away
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I
never
experienced
anything
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It                                           travels
the world
for it
hopes to see                          you
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It is not sunrise
that judges
the morality
of consumption
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Trapped inside concrete
one of your choices were;
a window as big as fifty bananas piled together
connecting yourself to
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Comfort
within
the shower room
For they enter
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Pain
is not
inherently concrete,
if unfelt
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To the recipient;
not yourself,
nor myself,
nor the reader,
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Hanging from the sky
a summit, a toe, a hope, and
those that the fingertip can't reach.
Without doubt, it stays asleep.
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