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Windsor I Guadalupe Jr
Poems
Sep 2015
Where All My Words Go
i am never travailed
by all afternoons
goading me
to
the door of poetry.
all of them sleeping heavily
shelves, these gods
where i imagine my fates
far-fetched,
perched atop an illusory cypress
like a dove oblivious of home,
Villa
de Ungria
Joaquin
Gonzales
Tiempo
Dalisay
Abad
Lumbera
Gamalinda
these imperious tyrannies
sovereign in speech casting
my storms to drizzle alone,
where all these words go
where all these fates wander
i know not.
all i know is continuing.
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