Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Rookie (April 28,1992 / Philippines)

War Over Lost Things #2 - Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

“I found it.”
I told my father
And his gray hair
Stuck out like
Thieves in the morning.

His anger ebbed,
And he resigned to the couch
Watching a movie
On repeat that
Exhausted itself
Over and over again
In a mad, futile

But still
The folds of his
Skin held such
Enmity towards
That the slightest
Hint of an inquiry
Would cause him
To implode.

It’s so hard
To please a god,
I thought.

Even the furniture
Lost its breath.
The birds outside
In V-positions
Lost their wingspan in flight.
Everyone lost everything.

But it hurts more
To lose yourself
In a room
That held books
From sages
But never hope
From certain things.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 21, 2011

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