Windsor Guadalupe Jr Poems

The shadows are out there
To pillage your sanctity -
Don’t go off wandering
In the lull night, the trees
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I am drunk as drunk
With that hazy stare:
A cultivated flame,
A windstruck inception
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The night’s somnolent howl
Merges with her skin -
A spliced dream.
A fraternization of cumbersome woes
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Try pleasing with stealth
Darling, you are a petalled moon
A black water; the deluge sieved
Into total austerity.
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A dome
With brazen crevices;
A contender in this tussle
Victimized shadows
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The cotton sheathe
Is shaken by
Immense, fractured
Shrills and heaves;
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I’m tired and siphoned.

Trains leave their stations
And meander through the
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To that slightly
Obscure woman
Who threw the vase
Against the wall
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I remember waking up
Next to a bespectacled woman;
She was writing on my skin -
Love on my arms.
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I am a caged lion,
A tempestuous intention.
A soul in revolt.
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