Norman F. Santos Poems

I have learned to subsist
Barricaded by dominoes
Buoyed in isolation, and
Purged from treacherous marriages
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As I peel myself to nakedness
My grotesque form seeping out
And trying to slither away
From their vindictive stares
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Cringing by the haunted mangrove
Of a torrid and sleazy quagmire
A phantom despondently probe
For that disrupting familiar fire
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A drone in my ears
Stinging, nibbling creeping
A spectroscopic existence
Do not press,
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Corrosive maps of calamitous sailings
Shambled with the shivering pebbles on his feet
As he vied to mould in this shaping
And molt from a smothering predicament
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From this bloating hoary disk
I shall bicker to envisage
A new moon guffawing
In its emollient ashen fringe
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Superfluous enchantment
Sealed between my own lips
Purges the vile nicotine
With no intention to wean
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As everything slither into the breaking dawn
My girdles grew tighter with the anticipation;
A melancholic kick of angry chemicals
Reciting incisively euphonious harmonies
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Stifling in garrisons
The hell hounds slaver
They had found me
Hiding in a mausoleum
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Scorch your gnashing teeth on revelries,
By the whim of dead air
You were never there.
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