A Blur Around My Sight Poem by Julio 2 Amarante

Tonight the thing is nigh

A blur around my sight

Announces a forgotten theme

Some preordained scene



So better not to lay down

With the singers magic words

And rise to those alien worlds

The patio a bit weedy, overthrown

As is this piece of my own.



Stone Fucked reality,

Nemesis,

I have an embroidered thesis



A view of tomorrow

One I cannot care less

A space beyond a guess

Impertinent, void of sorrow



Just the act of pinning

Angels dancing around a Sax

A character as hot wax

Worlds full of meaning

That are also yours

Without marriage or divorce



Lone bed, awakening saying

Hi dear, I love your smell,

Then realize, no one to tell.

Some days it looks hell.

The wheight of such a difference,

These few years of solitude

Exceed the net value of servitude...



Cammon and squeeze me,

But I suspect your teasing

As previous experience

Proeminent proof, a self aloof



So not cats, dogs, lovers or wives,

Got my daughters and sons,

Family may be far

A door always ajar,

While. truthfully, so many are closed.

Lies are so quiet, like secret betrothed.



When the sun is high,

Every single thing seems right

From dusk to dawn

You feel the destiny's pawn,

No philosophy can rationalize

What you don't want to realize.



You despise that arrow of time,

Seagull lover, cry over my shoulders

Burden with those boulders

I putted, stone by stone, over them

Ergo only one can put them aside,

Even if would be easier with someone

By your brooding, resilient side.



One kiss away from the unknown.



To be free is so scary

Decisions you cannot bare

The crazy train and its fare.