Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Rookie (April 28,1992 / Philippines)

Attrition - Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

pull the shades dark,
And knelt in prayer
But no words
Escaped
My chaffed lips.

The sight
Of a strand of
Auburn hair
Makes me
Burst
In such
A sprightly
Flame

I was so young
And vulnerable
That the
Very incitation
Of desertion
Hurts like
A whole
Warfare inside.

Starved inside a black room
As the utensils of a banquet
Made the most of the
Conversations,
I can remember so well
Picking up torn pieces
Of photographs
Incidentally separating the
Frozen memories in between
Two fools
Dazed into nothing.

If I grow old and
Decrepit,
Would that strand of auburn
Hair give me
That same, sweet
Attrition?


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 21, 2011


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