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    dots Submission Name: Its time...dots

    Author: rev.jpfadeproof
    ASL Info:    27/m/nyc
    Elite Ratio:    6.05 - 368/366/172
    Words: 393
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    dotsIts time...dots

    Well, my pajarita, my burnished ship has arrived and I’ve only one pass.
    Really I’d like to take you along, but this cross is mine to bear.
    There's no use in talking; your silence is etched upon my back– I’ve
    Been thinking of going way yonder south, where dusk rises at cockcrow
    And daring lover’s dare to dream and daring soldiers dream to dare
    And dreams dare to soldier on-
    (So far south that I’ll emerge white bearded and blood stained as the polar).

    Well, gorrión, I must thrash my wings and sail through the brassy circles of the sun.
    It’s my time and I must face the light alone. It’s a revelry we all must answer.
    Where I’m going I cannot tell- perhaps nowhere at all–
    Perhaps somewhere in nowhere and nowhere is anywhere you aren’t-

    Well, lover, you know it’s so hard for me to turn and go, but again its time.
    Besides, my pea coat is soiled with the salty mist of a thousand groggy mornings
    And with the scales of a thousand dreaming fishes.

    Well, my sweet baby, there’s no use in holding on. Like the sea, I’ll dissolve to sand.
    My face is whitened by this ocean and with the things I’ve seen and done-
    Like the soaring raucous whales that plume the waters over our heads.
    Like the blackbird weaving the white squall of dawn, and the pelican diving at noon.
    I’ve seen a fish feed 40 men, and the moon serenade the tides at night.
    I’ve walked the seas to capture wildflowers and strewn them in the brim of my hat.
    My hardened hands held a conch shell for a thousand nights of slumber and
    Held it to my ear to hear your evening prayers.

    Come now, darling- there’s no use in crying
    You’ve had your chance. You’ve made your choice. We’ve had our time. -
    The stars in our sky have darkened- they’ve spun their last and given up the ghost
    Yes, it’s sad, but at least we revved like quasars. We’ve lived and loved and dreamt.

    We’ve tasted of God with our lips- two mouths colliding, solving, and unraveling
    The mystery of His being and seeding the world with His knowledge.

    DiCicco Cosentino

    Submitted on 2016-11-09 20:17:42     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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