Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Rookie (April 28,1992 / Philippines)

Shove A Fire Inside Their Mouths - Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

By the station,
The inexhaustibly
Weary faces of the
People hang by the
Train windows.

I saw a kid with
Hands fretting through
The moist window -
And I swore to myself
That kid never
Knew the pains
Of the train
As it groaned for

He marveled at the
People by the subway,
Idly holding their tickets,
Dying to get home.
The kid’s mouth was slightly
Parted and I swore
I could have stuffed
A fire inside his mouth.

Two lovers making love
At the darkened, muted
Corner of the train.
I swear, if I could
Hold fire like I could
Wrench these train poles,
I will interleave a fire
Inside their mouths.

I saw the man who
Was commandeering
The train. His eyes
Were heavy with sleep -
His mouth ajar
And I could vouch for
All the firestarters.
I will shove
An immense ball
Of flare inside his
Mouth so he’d
Be awakened

But I never held
A flame nor did I
Have the sycophancy
To muse over a fire
And direct it towards
The mouths

Of the sleepy driver,
The innocent kid
And the lovers making
Out at the back.

Sometimes it is just
That absurd.
To have a fire that
Burns inside your mouth,
And these people
Do nothing.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 29, 2011

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