Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Rookie (April 28,1992 / Philippines)

Again, Again, Again, Again, Again... - Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Some people are sodden
And redundant.
This is a mad carousel -
Mount each vessel
With an impassive resolution.

You can’t kill a man
Who’s already dead, darling.
You can’t steal something
From a man who owns nothing.

You can’t shatter a man’s soul
When he hasn’t any.
You can’t cut deeper into my skin anymore,
You’ve sifted the flesh from my bone.

Can’t you remember?
I guess some people aren’t only
Redundant and sodden.

They’ve got a bad case of forgetfulness too.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 22, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, December 23, 2011

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