Jose Garcia Villa Poems

God said, "I made a man
Out of clay—
But so bright he, he spun
Himself to brightest Day
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In my desire to be Nude
I clothed myself in fire: —
Burned down my walls, my roof,
Burned all these down.
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It is what I never said,
What I'll always sing—
It's not found in days,
It's what always begins
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When the world shall come to its end
On the world's last Love I'll stand.
O God will try to push me down but I
With all my force will push Him back.
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If my sun set in the west
I could not bear it!
And if it rose in the east—
I must annul it!
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Nobody yet knows who I am,
Nor myself may;
Nor yet what I deal,
Nor yet where I lead.
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I will break God's seamless skull,
And I will break His kissless mouth,
O, I'll break out of His faultless shell
And fall me upon Eve's gold mouth.
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It's a hurricane of spirit—
That's genius! Not God can tear
It from itself, though He is the rose
In this skull that's seer.
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