Well I Wonder
Well I wonder why and when
Montage reeled, callosities peeled,
Wrathful flames ignited
From another's confusion
And flowers withered into oblivion
Well I wonder why and how
Do I haul myself from this labyrinthine limbo
And how and why would you tell me things
Tied on their ends with a riddle
Devoid of any answer
Well I wonder why and what
It takes to abjure this incarceration
And smear the fragrance on the floorboards
Where memories sprawled like blood
Blackening and drying everyday
Well I wonder, I wonder
Why I snooped in the latticing webs
Only to ensnare myself again
With mordant words and rues
I should have never hoped for you.
poem by Norman Santos
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