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From Stars to Flesh

Today

I am

alive.

 

A complex

structure

of flesh

and bones

and water.

 

I am a passing figure of existence,

but today

I am

here.

 

In this date

 

and time

 

and place. 

 

In this

planet

we call

Earth.

 

I am

Thinking.

 

Breathing.

 

Heaving

 

My thoughts

are powered

by

impulses

of fluid

and electrically charged particles.

 

I am a

bio-chemical being

of

complex cells 

and organs

and matter.

 

I am a soul

that exist

in this physical

body.

 

I was once part of stars, you know?

I am that

fire;

that light you see 

in a cloudless

dark

night.

 

But I am

no longer there.

 

I am here.

 

You have passed me

once

in the grocery store

where you buy

milk.

 

I am that man

you cut off

in the 

check-out

counter.

You didn't notice have you?

 

That I was a star.

 

And maybe

you didn't know,

and so were you.

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Skies...

I've never run
During a rainstorm,
Savoring every drop
Like Maxwell's
Has parted from the skies,
If I could
I'd add honey
And sip 
A cup of tea,
Feeling 
Every heavenly tear
Raining on me,
This is my bubble bath
My hot tub time machine,
The ocean coming to me
When I can't come to it,
Every puddle
A lake,
Every splash
A wave,
A greeting of the impending sun
A goodbye from the clouds
That will no longer shadow over me,
Every pitter patter
Like a rhythmic drummer
Lullaby to my heart...
APAD13 - 106 © okpoet

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To whom it may concern...

Given our state of corrosion,
it's no surprise
that our hands don't grip the rocks
to scale the faces of mountains
as we used to.

Nor throw the stones of disdain
with such vigor
at each other's house of cards.

Have we at last found a common truce?
Or is our passivity only due
to our indifference
toward each other's plight?

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A Summer Fling

Those scars we have carved

on the innocent tree bark

I choose to forget.

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FOUR EYES

She said I probably have to wear coke bottle glasses
Because I masturbate to cyberspace’s sexy nasty lasses
Slaying the after school hangout’s teen audience
Stoked and fast food giddy in a rock and roll ambience

She parlayed quickly the joint’s lighter mood
Offering me, her now disarmed victim, a share of her food
That I gladly accepted and sat down beside her
Like the lactose-intolerant Miss Muffet’s pushy spider

It was then I noticed that her eyes did not play
Together well; each sought its own ocular way
Like the biblical pair not becoming one, not yoked like oxen
Not awed by one vision of her going and where she’s been

I clasped her hands gently and looked into her right eye
Whispered of the bitter irony of the left being left aside
Our booth of friends covered their mouths and looked away
While she struggled visibly to reply and save her day

I still wear glasses but her eyes are no longer cross
We’re now yoked like oxen but you know who’s the boss.

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You must

you were too scared

and i was just a little too brave

i felt it on your lips 

i wasn't meant to stay

happiness is

finding truth after embracing deceit

the merit of good deeds

will find us where we meet

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Dark Night

In the wilderness

One can hear the bitter howl

Grim and foreboding 

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hiding

I have to hide somewhere

your all judging eye destroyed every other haven

Oh, you came sweetly

then used every secret as slur

Nowhere is safe now.

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solitude

*

the solitude

     of a settler, seeking 

on a solo journey

     is withstood only

          by a soul serene

in the assurance

     that amidst the uncertainty,

          lies a security

     singular and solitary;

if only the security, savored

     by a settler, seeking 

          a place he can call 

               home.

*

5/13

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Feigning Fine-ness

I
do not
remember
frustrated times
like the night before
but if you are willing
to forget an entire night
of heartfelt honesty
then I'll do the same
do not forget
this one fact —
I am
here