Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Rookie (April 28,1992 / Philippines)

Sleeping In Flames - Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Even the mirror
Sleeps in flames
When you’re awake.

Tousle your hair
Asymmetrically purporting
On each of your
Frail shoulders.

I wonder
In a height that howls
What do you see in the mirror?

I watched you,
As you marvel at yourself
Spraying perfume
All over your vicinity.

I saw
A figure
Inside the mirror as
You were standing in front of it.

A snake
Eating her own tail.


A picture of
Winter as you
View it
From the porch.


A classic warfare
Of imprudent

Sometimes I see
The Sun breaking
Into one of your

But your vision
As the mirror
Copies you
Fraternizes you
Into the mirror’s world

I see moments
Of a woman
Setting a man
On fire

And then laughs
Shrills and heaves a little
And then goes back
To the rifles.

It’s like seeing death,
A mirror
That sleeps,
By the flames.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 23, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, December 23, 2011

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