Tuesday, August 08, 2017

The Last Threshold

The Last Threshold


The promise to return

to the place w6here life began

Failure, to be banished

from an endless happiness

Shadows that wandered

the desert carrying their own past

A leaf-storm-fear

thrown to the felines of night

A beggar's desire going door

to door and sitting on the steps

of  last threshold

to discuss his ragged loneliness

his bones, a premonition

of the mirror where death calls

The indelible imprint of pain

and undaunted scars

A history of humiliating executioners

and false fabulists

The unsatisfied thirst of gods

who bully us with their vengeance

and a tree who in its old age

only nested birds of prey

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