Virginal Guitar
by Teresita Blanco
Why bother to tune
A guitar no one will play?
In a corner she rest
Waiting for the end.
Time passes anew
The strings lie virginal.
No melody ever escaped
Her hollow mouth.
Alone she rested
Keeping her tune mute.
No one will play it.
No one will break it,
Except the grim death.
2/21/2013
The Beast
by Teresita Blanco
For how long,
I know not,
Did I avoid mirrors?
I do not want to see
The beast within!
So hollow, so opaque,
A face scarred by death,
And eyes so vacant.
The Mind escapes,
Reality gives chase.
Forever binding,
Always guiding
Toward the same end.
IHU IHU
by Teresita Blanco
For how long I hated you (?), when
I sought to kiss your steel blade
Those trembling lips killed me again.
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The morning dew Mask your stench, it
Welcomes you, Beckons you
To my arms toward my phantom, to
Once again hug my neck.
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I know not What to do,
For how long must I serve you?
I waited for you, with a leaded arrow
But you never came you aim at me, again.
3/3/2013
You Never Came
by Teresita Blanco
For how long
Did I wait?
And you never came?
In these dark hours
I bleed over
These empty pages.
They are lost,
Just like you.
I waited a 1000 years,
And you never came.
I cannot erase
This leaded memory.
For How long,
And you never came.
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