prescription

to immortality

by Roberto Lavidez

somewhere

in this desert

of a world

sudden rage

broke

the last remaining

barriers of resistance

crouched low

in the shadows

trapped

in the nightmare

shackled

by despairs

it is not easy

to resist

the dreams

of humiliated people

troubled by

the record

of untruth

all the hypocrisies,

lies, subterfuge,

faithlessness,

purified under

the influence

of empty mountains

he who could 

contain and survive 

elements of pain 

in the dark

embarking on

a wild journey

through the

landscape

of the soul

cleaning up 

the air

to nourish

spiritual hunger

until one could find

the prescription

to his own

immortality

expecting nothing

changing nothing

leaving nothing

behind

standing alone

against

the floodtide

of revolution

breaking

the habit

of disappearing

and reappearing

like a mirage

or the balancing

of joy

and tragedy

the ludicrous

confessions

about what

actually happened

in real life

in a wild spate

of words

punctuated

with explosions

of obscenity

sallies of

good humor

interspersed with

mockery

and threats

destroying evidence

of the hand of fate

requiring no

mental effort

spotting

the mythmaker

at work

as one learned

to cheat

in order

to survive

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impenetrable

by Roberto Lavidez

the poet contemplating

the maelstrom of change

launches into a recitation

of grievances

clenches his fist in a rage

with pressing desire

to be in the middle

of things

leading discussions

of grammatical and

allegorical exegesis

worshipping

the ideas and ideals

that are forbidden

with intent on

politicking any situation

lambasting tragic

tradition of subservience

and obscurantism

attacking the system

that made beasts of men

praising a few heroes

who told the truth

and risked their lives

those who tried to

preserve their dignity

who were crushed

and thrown away

he somehow sees the

profound aspects

of human nature

despite the fact

the entire historical

experience is literally

crying out about the

inevitability of conflict

and hopelessness

in constant danger

he writes from a

sense of adventure

interfering with

divine purpose and

prophesies of the

so called enlightened

his consciousness is

mired by conflicting strains

of schizophrenic revolt

capable of multiplicities

of meaning he embodies

secret societies manipulating

the intellectual

and political life

of theworld

penetrating the untamed

and virtually unexplored

for now his mind is

a  B  L  A  N  K

as uninked paper

still muttering

“By God, I’ll show them.”

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where are we going

by Roberto Lavidez

what have we learned

where are we going

the ordinary man

hesitated between

dismissing and tolerating

a sort of fog 

of unsolved

desire and sadness

clever at knowing

conventional histories

of men and ideas

but not at living

under prevailing

conditions

recognizing his 

own insignificance

throwing stones

aimlessly into the sea

incapable of seeing

the little drop

and the ocean are

the same thing

the very simplicity

of the scheme

the mysterious

angular forms

in shadow

losing faith

in the growth

of potentialities

turns his intinct

backward against

man himself

the blockage of

freedom

a horrid little

refusal to have

nasty thoughts

beyond the surface

of happiness and

goodness

waking up to

something slightly

unbalanced about

the whole composition

losing some form

of control that renders

it useful to civilization

the contradictions

between idealized

images demonstrated

in absolute darkness

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the flow

by Roberto Lavidez

a flow 

enters

into another

flow

showing its

inextricability

from the

sinews

of time

and light

the quiet eye

at the center

of the whirlpool

making a hash of

our understanding

of our place in

the cosmos

entering rules

and definitions

into chains of

reasoning

including critical

revisions and

rejections of

theories

a beginning

of the end

of ideology

showing how

the circle might

be squared

after all

exorcising

the ghost

in the machine

stamping

a shape onto

formless minds

shores teeming

with wretched

refuse

shadowed by

a long history

of losses

from waged

battles of

opinion

antagonisms

have survived

after killing

one another

over trivial

insults

perpetuating

the injustices

of the past

victims would

be inhabiting

an imperfect

body in a

fallen world

so consumed

with lust for

retribution

hushed whisper

turning into

a shout

refracted through

the deeply willed

deceptions

the black hole

becomes

a home

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indispensable quest

by Roberto Lavidez

if the long

endangered

world is felt

to be too great

a menace

diminished or

exhausted by use

and can never

replenish the

automatized

it will engender

a movement of

revolt giving

great impetus

to the spread of

indispensable

quest for ecstatic

transcendence

indulging in the

memories of

bygone experiences

stringing pearls for

the joy of heaven

following a guardian

spirit toward the sky

articulated by ritual

and myth rooted

in the chemism

of the organism

emerging from

beneath the earth

the passionate stirrings

of an agonizing

inherently insoluble

problem which

proclaims its own

brutality of

conscience

as eternal law

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a chasm

by Roberto Lavidez

there is

something

in dreams

that seems

to be

thrusting

through

a chasm

that would

stretch

to the edge

of the world

a whole army

of invisible

and intangible

monsters

caught

in a sort of

collective trap

unleashed

under cover

of ideology

questing

towards

the absolute

where truth

and falsehood

become equal

to one another

lost

in a flood

of confused

and rambling

verbiage

vanishing

like a ghost

as soon as

you try

to grasp it

it’s mere

oblivion

the sleep

of mind

the impossible

state of our

existence

our whole

being

bears

within itself

a death

instinct

an aggression

sweetened

by love

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of rocks and bones

by Roberto Lavidez

looking

at history

at the narrative

of rocks

and bones

all of us are

vanquished

victims

of the ravaging

great swath

of earth

strewed about

in a haphazard

mess

amid a spasm

of communal

bloodletting

the monster

is far from

tamed

in a landscape

disappearing

under concrete

thunder rumbled

and rain drops

drilled the earth

the further one

probed into the

human evolutionary

path

must of necessity

build on the ruins

seeking an inner

sanctum within

a wilderness

but once it was gone

it could'nt be

imagined anymore

as if wandering

through a museum

stripped of its

artifacts

a telling sign

of a restive nation

with the expected

consequences of living

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