Windsor Guadalupe Jr Poems

I am riveted to the rooftops,
And the owls hoot
Screeching insurgencies,
And oblivious infidelities,
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Meanwhile,
As the girl of white
Was talking to some scraggy kid
Who owned a blue Buick,
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There is a dog
A blood hound,
An ebony glare,
Finagled into believing
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</>To all the broken people,
Who wake up as the clocks impaled among walls croon,
There is more to life, yet too much to soon,
It sails away, into the immense, chartered moon
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</>Your treachery is insidious.
From catching your scent,
The sunshine of your hair,
As I twined my path with yours,
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</>At times,
When the Sun is frail with tangerine poise,
There is such loneliness that it almost
Makes so much sense,
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</>I am ailing.
Second line, you are not here.
You have gone into a land
Where I can never take you by the hand,
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</>In a flock of pearls, she was lost,
In a huddle of whites, she as found
Flying across the winter frost
Her wings made no sound
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</>I am sullied,
As I writhe under navy green sheets,
I never rise cleansed,
I always rise with a plague,
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</>I am angered,
And flushed with rue
Sometimes I pondered,
I wished to have not known you.
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