Trapeze
Hold tightly into that wry
And sway with the lackadaisical whine
Of the elegiac ballad of saudade nights;
Lash those daunted toes
And slice the pertinacious heaven
With your steely legs;
And the sky would shut its eyes
As her ropy hair lets down undulation
Entangled in a bar clasping
Your own knotted fingers.
The feculent maggots would break
Their neck to muse your flight
And careen below to laugh
At your shattering cranium
When your blood gushed with
The girdles of trepidation.
Enthuse the moon's vision
As you rise staggering,
Violently bleeding,
Bones prattling to sing,
And you would swing again
Engulfing the pendulums
And its obsequious lies.
For you are strongest
When you are restless
Flaccid, like how the heart is
Stern in the fissures
Of a ruptured trapeze act.
poem by Norman Santos
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