WILLIAM SIENES III Poems

Look in the mirror.
That is not you.
You are not your reflection.
There is the exterior,
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i go to sleep
to forget many things
for some time
including love.
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My heart, muted by sadness,
has strings attached to my nape.
My head droops.
My tears drop.
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Young and curious, she was told about
wisdom.
They told her that
wisdom
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stop writing about love.
almost everything has been said about love.

now write about steel cabinets.
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That night
the skies had agonies
of sneezes
and coughs
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The cripple can still dream
of walking without other people's eyes
looking at his legs.
He can still imagine
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They both got married
for many reasons
unmentioned.
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They saw your skin.
And they saw black.
They blotted you
with a black
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Your hands are strong.
Hold the president's hand
when there are storms
but only for a time.
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