Monday, August 19, 2013

clumsy scribblings
by Roberto Lavidez

a series of aimless
ramblings rendering
fearful passions and
morbid emotions
searching
through the
darkened places
going down
to the world
of the dead
behind the mask
of calm hid
tremendous rage
fulminates
with bombast
of wrath
doors flung open
as if by a storm
entering a most
perilous adventure
to show the wonders
of the deep
the ways and the
histories of the gods
cynicism and boredom
come sneaking in
eavesdropping
behind doors
and curtains
between the conquerors
and the conquered
the answer prowls
around the question
it proves nothing
against the heavens
the coming eternal
justification
of our temporality
to love meant
to tyrannize
quivering with
the fever of life
after outbursts of
vanity and complacency
clumsy scribblings
on pillars by senseless
childish hands
no smallest area
left untouched
the good has lured
us into evil
seized by a profound
indifference
showing the wonders
of the deep to an unknown
and an unexpected guest
looking on oneself as
something alien
singing songs 
slaves sing 
in their hopeless labor
-  then silence

©robertolavidez2013








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