Windsor Guadalupe Jr Poems

Perhaps to fade slowly, in the passing
Of the stars, or the cars, or the constellations
That I fortuitously tell out of whim, is to lose you
With one single breath of a withered tulip, a world of lilac dresses
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I shall declare as if, “The night is lost,

And the child froze by the park bench.”
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Walking, with pearls on his fingers,

One for each ear
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Perhaps, the best defense

Is to keep shut, shunned, marred
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A cognizance,
Forged with regret
Is like a blizzard,
With tears for snow
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Morning Sun collide
That crashes on the surface
Of the skyline’s chest
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Opaque room,
Heavy pillows,
Impending doom,
Marching bellows
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Commit me to memory, like I own you
Like the last of the raindrops in the consequent Summer,
And the foliage anew by Autumn,
Commit me to memory, though I do not own you
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2922 days under your horizon,
Within your space, your winter
I can outlast cold,
I can surpass withers,
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Tell me, do I look naked to you?
And vulnerable? A hapless target
Whilst you mumble the subterfuge?
I am your vacillating, insipid mourner.
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