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Nov 2017
let’s suspend judgements, threats and demands
neglect the ways we never understand
and try to maintain a state of graceful suspense
as the swell of illusions displays it defense
in masticated and masochistic allusions
the jaundiced complexions
demonstrate our instability and weak erections
***** waters left sullied by man
they swam in our rivers and polluted the dams
if you can perceive all these violations
you would never give up
or sigh in consolation
hours pass before the tires drove off
and the trucks were wary
of getting off course
for hours they rode
through the dark of the night
and under the cover of silence
they thought that they could hide
but no shelter was left
and all of their weapons were useless
in the face of an enemy such as this

i am blissfully happy
to be hunted by creatures
who seek to know infinity
simplicity is splendor
and tender like the leaves
are you awake or are you asleep
lost in dreams of falsehood
reality awaits for your impossible fate
to become activated
i am all that i let go of
in releasing i am free
has our ship run aground
or have we found safe harbor
the pounding of the waters is all i hear
expectations shatter my invitation
so let’s ready ourselves for battle
the sweetness of the morning
like honey in your tea
the shades of beauty that we rarely see
confide in me and i’ll confide in you
oh darling don’t you see that we are all of this
the beginning is the end and the middle too
i am lost in spite of you
please caress the hanging flowers
from within your pockets
i see love dangling like a locket
from around your neck in double bends of splendor
your hands are tied and i am wild
signs of submission
are always trying
to untie themselves from these cords
self assured and failing to notice
that her feet were bound as well
she tried to take a step
and you can guess that she fell
you were an easy target
so sweet and eager
what a complete lack of identity
so meager and false
i have remorse for the ways i punished you
all the seaside adventures
left their marks on our souls
like seagulls hunting for fish in the evening
i went and bought you that ring
the taste of death is delicious
do these sounds offend you
or do you still pretend that we are family
somebody lost themselves
along the road to the temple
and now is lying naked
distraught and derelict
somewhere between a drunken tiger
and a water buffalo
Ganesha Michael Shapiro
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   Cinzia
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