Tuesday, June 17, 2008

i tried to tell you...

Great Expectations
- Luis H. Francia

She wants you for the coconuts and rum inside you.
She wants you for a whirlwind trip to the South China Sea.
She wants you for the typhoon in your hair
And the bright fish of your sperm.
She wants you for vacations she can never take
To places she can never imagine.
She wants you for the sun in your kisses
For the drummer under your tongue
For the volcano in your blood.
She wants you for the genie that
She believes is inside you, that can
Break her every taboo.
She wants you for the you you
Never knew was you,
For the you you need to die for
Before you will ever be you.

*****

i tried to tell you...
but you cut me off
before i could even take a breath.

maybe...
i was just breathing a bit too much fire,
scorching the stagnant earth.

maybe...
i, too, have great expectations
that you would listen until the very end.

i tried to tell you...
but...

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