Hurricane


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1. Hurricane

 

At the most delicious moment of my life,
I shaked my hands with a catastrophe.
I was not warned, 
I was not told of the evil.
I hugged it like a love-struck hurricane hugs the wind,
not knowing it was overpowering the innocent by the 
fumes of desires.

Now that I have tasted the 
nauseous long hours of patience,
I wonder if I would still shake hands with the evil.
Still, I deny the Holy water glasses 
and choose the same shots of agony and grief.

The walls of my heart were broken by the storm
and here I am,
collecting the pieces to build the higher walls again.

 

NJA

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