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PALETTE
that's me
smiling picture in the paper
dust on the books never read
gazing at blurry figurations
trying to forget threats
laughing at worn out nevers
chanting sometimes
emptiness of silent day-breakings
burning inside
pagan permissiveness
eyes of sequestered sites
digging dismantled senses
dull throbbing once madly forged cries
craving for better-shaped sentences
not shades
nor wantings
but light
(A Time t be Free, Harlingen: Quill, p. 125, 1999)

FIGURES
greasy voices
moaning about
a bunch of regrettable byes
inventory of recollections
assaulting on the poet's eyes
one private
two painful
three negligible
the empty canvas is impregnated with
façades fallacies fakes
one sweet-tasting image
two solvable metaphors
three always tired hints
thirsty
the cheapest surrealist poem
cries out for the invisible
f i n g e r s
that
(it) can never
touch
(Shadows and Light, Owings Mills: Watermark, p. 517, 1996.)

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