Hallelujah

The ice melted from the stings of numbness in my feet
And I waited amidst the mistral flagellations
For the veil to pierce and let me crane closer
Into the cavil riddles of my consummate defeat
With the chaffing of lips grating the flames
Of genocide impales and bleak susurrations
But hulking levity eviscerated and never came
Not in the tangles of dire confabulations,
Not beneath the tottering consoles of the sheets,
And not in the phosphors of the lampshade's scintillations
In between the pages of tainted derision
Ballasting in inebriation in the taut string
Of vehement gnawing on the verdigris of vying
To bereave the destitution in the cliff hanging
Erotic seductions of stabbing knives
In the ruptured chest and ruffled lines
To mount a resolution and embrace the misery
Of sullied vassalage, of sardonic inequity,
Ramifying on a sapid contingency
With or without the pernicious rhapsodies
Pressing the fangs of destitute inadequacy
From the aggregated cajoles of despondency
Another derisory effulgence of exequies
But death remained an execrable thief
To let me proceed on my meander
In the floors of inferno
Singing in florid tongues
"Hallelujah! "

poem by Norman Santos
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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