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The Old Guitarist

One more tune and the world is gone.One more tune and everything I have seen in this life is no more a tale to be told.Let this moment mark the last words I would like to sing on my guitar.Let this moment be the moment when I, for the first time in my life, go wide...

Mary Magdalene and the Smoking Flame

Have you ever seen me not holding the past in my hand and waiting?Have you ever seen me not waving to the future with a bleak eye for the present even with that big bright color of dim blue and yellow, the future means nothing to me now?Have you ever felt that I’m...

I Belong

I belong to nothing…I belong to no countryYou may war against,And tomorrow’s placeI find, for my head,Under your military boots,And the roaring thunderOf your steel shaking my ground.I belong to no race,Where a color mismatchCan take your reason away,And all your eyes...

Bird Thoughts

A bird came flutteringOn my windowsill,Cold it wasOr hungry, stillIt strongly lookedInside, into my eyes.I knew it was the momentTo let it in.Yet I waitedAnd left it out;But a rainbow from hell,My desire burnt me out—That I live inside that bird,And he live inside my...

Fight

Fight …One more day—The end of the line is near,Soon the poem will unfoldThe stretching lost meaningOf a vague existence,Faraway—Meshing aroundTo move the hands of a clock,Or stop the passage of time.Fight …Maybe this is the last night,Enjoy it all,For all things...

Say Something

Between the lips,Might there be mystery?Some laugh has served its time?Trust is built strongEnough for heavy words to mount?Or is it just a kiss?To hold fast or to flee?To remember or to forget?To think or not to think?Say something—I cannot tellWhat lies at the...