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Pay No Obeisance Unto This Purgatory

Do not stoop down, dear friend
Walk underneath the moonshine
and bathe in her splendid light
Never conceal your agog shadow
praying for a moment of dancing
under her phosphorous luminescence

Walk through the seething fire
and bathe in the freezing hail,
wear your grandest masquerade
but never let the salient rivers
on your unfathomable mirrors
to slumber into abeyance
or succumb into oblivion and
forget the splendor of its radiance

Do not lean upon the thicket
of the looming trees around us
for they are rooted in a land
that will never quake and shatter
even when the gears relearn
their clockwork motions, for in the end,
desolation awaits alone

Seek the counsel of the flowers
and let them blossom with
the stashed lamentations
because these will be the bones
of the flaccid and lifeless silhouette
prancing and bowing haplessly
against the swooning of the monsoon
This will be the arsenal and turret
protecting the frangible beauty -
in the semblance of brambly thorns
slathering the slender body

Fall not into trepidation
and never succumb to defeat
as long as these slivers
of a shabby heaven
still manages to subsist
upon this purgatory.

poem by Norman Santos
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