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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471633" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Live and Not To Breathe</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Five arms snooping coyly<br>At the persiennes of the equipoise<br>Of the red dying night and vim of dawn<br>Rapping the emollient shuddering <br>So everything paces with synergy<br>And in these times I am most alive<br>Inside the cloys of avarice and pride<br>Growing more eyes and superfluous hands<br>And my tentacles would permit me <br>To wander far off, maybe too far<br>That I reach the enemy lines<br>Ticking the mines, fulminating the wiles<br>And the expulsion of solitude<br>Malingers with the billowing dusts</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the silence of the hiatus<br>I have been to different abodes<br>Of auspicious filth dangling the throat; <br>Families masticating endearment<br>And thawing faces of loathe, <br>Lovers quaffing the treacle poison<br>In the most perfidious shape of words, <br>Friends plucking out the petals<br>And shredding the virulent thorns<br>Of vying to fit in the swirls of the vertigo<br>Severing honesty from its feral veraciousness<br>Tangling webs into the shrilling fault of stars</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wanton susurrations inveigles<br>A carnal strip show in blood bath; <br>Everyone skewing in the rift<br>Of astray algebraic fractions<br>That defines the world's utopic vision<br>And the paroxysm of the paradox<br>Disposes oxymoronic metaphors<br>Of becoming most alive in a submission<br>I am most alive, musing upon the damp soil<br>Where the dead lingers casted in the tombs<br>Of lack of quintessence, the decadence<br>Is putrefying from inside their bones</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Four legs crawled like a centipede<br>And the thighs wearily pummeled<br>The verve spiraling in the hex<br>Of the moon's ostentatious smiles<br>Beaming in all hidden places<br>As the odorless town shuffled<br>And unfettered howls staggered<br>From precipitating in the rubble<br>Of a marionette's muffled jeremiad<br>They resume their deep slumber<br>They are dead from the very core<br>And I am most alive, ensconced in solitude </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In these times, where I skate my legs<br>Atrophied from the impassable conquest<br>Of finding the buried sand castles<br>In the pores of the dermal scales, <br>I find myself breathing in to rupture<br>The inert stance of the rib cage<br>Incarcerating the daunted veracity<br>Of a soul, a body, and the malady<br>Of the vessels abundance in poverty<br>Ignorance shall save me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As everyone pretends to be fated<br>And as everyone fated to pretend<br>Fitting in the heraldry of stars<br>Or the garden of plucked tulips<br>Speaking only of foreign tongues<br>The accordance of the guzzled fangs<br>Three eyes crossed the pathos, <br>Two stones hit the head<br>One dying breath<br>I woke soused in sweat<br>Bleeding mediocrity in red<br>The shallow breaths haunt in echoes<br>The entire endeavor to become human<br>Is an aubade without a paramour<br>A mechanical breathing without verve.</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>
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At the persiennes of the equipoise
Of the red dying night and vim of dawn
Rapping the emollient shuddering 
So everything paces with synergy
And in these times I am most alive
Inside the cloys of avarice and pride
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