Thursday, July 10, 2014

My poem is featured on my friend's site

Oringally here: http://alexandramiralles.wix.com/cceen311#!untitled/cc43
Castillo

I’m full of
the bullshit
that resides in my
corridors—
these hedonists that slice
at my skin and my soul.

I’m old and tiredly awake. 
The assholes won’t let me sleep.
They bite my guts with greedy teeth.  
I become water…I become grain…
sowed by sadism and adultery.

They transfuse
into me and
I evolve into
something horribly new.

No more my artistic aura,
my classical sense—
Just a specter of gloom
and dust floating
in the structure of a self I can’t really recall.

This is my holy downfall.

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