Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Rookie (April 28,1992 / Philippines)

Book Of Firsts: You Told Them - Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

And now,
You told them
As your ashen face
Grew paler and paler
Like the pastel-hued night:
The romantic
Movies make you cry.
The exaggerated lines,
The flimsy excuses,
The tongue-tied movie actress,
And the subtly saccharine movie actor
With such deity features.

You told them,
Because there is a part of you
That rivets the city
Into your ocean of torment.

But did you cry?
Did you tell them, even?
When I almost died
Inside a fast-food restaurant
Because you wanted a god,
When what I could give you
Was a mere petrified mortal?

But did you cry?
Did you tell them, even?
How I coil in bed
All day,
And lose interest
In the neatly festooned trellises
During the day
That you chose to stop
Traversing the path
That we both took?
Even telling me
That you will never
Lose strength in this
Venture?

Did you cry?
When I engaged
In a fray against the world
Just to keep you?

Did you cry
When I embellished my wounds?
When I scathed myself over
And over again just to let you
Know that I am still alive?
Did you?

I know nothing,
And I am famished.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 17, 2011



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