JULIA



Up the gain
slowly withdrawn
like light must spray
on a gown.

Put out the light
in arc of white
the slow disdain
of the pain.

Match mind and hand
unlock the sand
take off the mouth
the spite of breath.

I will forsee
coming this dame
a challenge be
inside the flame.

Relentlessness
a grace that passed
with the holiness
of your past.











                                 Julia2




Extracting joy
my sole solace
of time the ploy
but  to embrace.

Exhausting fear
the other end
but just  so near
of what you mend.

A cloud of dust
to sanctify
the love of lust
as you cry.

Are you still dead?
i see you stiff
with feet of lead
as by whiff

of thought
your face is erased,
on board of nought
this light deceased.






















                        Julia 3







Cutting off my hand,
out of ground i reach out for your heels,
ankles of no sound,
when the shroud of the shade foretells no name
taming the beast of our blood
we’re walking through the sun;
the darkness in our bellies
betraying no future,
the swelling of the veins in our brain
conveying thoughts of steel.
Watching you, i see a lip parting from a jaw
with hanging mouth loosing my words,
sewed teeth shall cry no more
but whisper gently through my wounds.






















                         Julia 4
                           



Open the mouth in the ring of murk
the ugliness of the wise
where easy clouds on air should fall,
in the splendour of dying
there should be redemption.

The living beast must come out of the grave
forgetting to be lost
on paths never tread by we walk
and high strung are our nerves of rope
when we start climbing up our bones.

The spine of the man ignoring his own fear
the cradle of his hate,
i should swap spit for poison,
giving aways my sinew and my blood
i should pretend shyness to be strong,

oblivion to keep quiet,
and stay still forever like a statue made of flesh.

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