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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471123" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Back To The Cul-De-Sac</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Incessantly deteriorating<br>In a reckless capitulate<br>But never coming to the final grains<br>As I lay half-awake in my funeral<br>In the assuage of my nighttime bed<br>My room is the tourniquet<br>Of this woebegone torment, <br>My feet combed the mistral<br>Breaths of the yawning death<br>As I stared in the fluorescent light<br>Impenitently shoving me into the blight<br>And its phosphorescence unfurled<br>The lifeless mint of the green walls<br>And the cold wavering tiles beneath<br>With abstract patterns that resembles<br>The slumbering sea, is taking me away<br>Far from the garish hands<br>Of the firmament's beam<br>Raise it higher and ferry me back, <br>I plead, fetch me back<br>Into the dying memories.<br>The boring light punctured a stigma<br>Blinding from the vague darkness<br>Basking yonder the threshold of the door<br>An albino danseuse conquered my vision<br>And the stark pallor corrodes into the hue<br>Of the omnipresent phantoms of rue<br>I am going back, I am going back<br>Back into the cul-de-sac.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Norman+Santos">Norman Santos</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471123" data-title="Back To The Cul-De-Sac de Norman Santos" data-description="Incessantly deteriorating In a reckless capitulate But never coming to the final grains As I lay half-awake in my funeral In the assuage of my nighttime bed My room is the tourniquet Of this woebegone torment, My feet combed the mistral Breaths o..."></div> </div> </div>
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