
BIJOUTERIE
(Begun on 19 AUG 2023, listening to The Crimson Jazz Trio)
Have you the power to defeat your destiny?
Your ego’s still trapped in temples
and your truths still fear the truth.
When thorny lips filled with emptiness glide by your face,
upon touching you they vanish seeking glory after having touched you.
Don’t go thinking you’re so wise ‘cause children never catch your lies.
Don’t go begging God for light,
for the most horrific fire that gives off the brightest light
can burn out in an instant.
You can’t ride off into the sunset on a horse of silver white
‘cause your horse ain’t used to trotting
over nothing but asphalt.
So you’ll always be a charlatan at the tent of fortune tellers
in the shabbiest of carnivals I’m betting.
Gold that glitters yellow, bright,
chilling beers to cool the nights
on the hottest days of August…
And the nipples of your melon breasts resemble candy kisses
while a spy sells her bijouterie to men who listen…
C.2023, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, Valencia, Spain
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Very interesting imagery in this poem.
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Thank you so much Pat, so glad you liked it.
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Por nada.
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Very profound!
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Thank you kindly Dawn!
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