EXPANSIVE POETRY ONLINE
A Journal of Contemporary Arts 

 

THREE poems

by
 

STEVEN DUPLIJ
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Next Fake Year

 

The year—gone,

The life—dismissed.

I cry—begone!

The answer—“blissed”.

 

I need—to be,

But fate—as is,

As biting bee

Perverting kiss.

 

Call-back is dead,

All colors—grey.

Desires—spread,

All friends—away.

 

They love—for sale,

Become turnstile.

I carry sail:

Last shot—a smile.

 

The country—lies:
‘All things must pass’.
The freedom—dies,
Fake future—grass...

 

 

 

ALIEN
 

I’m not a stranger—
I am—a man,
Love—inner changes,
Have—what I can.
I’m not an alien
Among memories—
Searching for spelling
Of supreme tries.
Twisting the spaces
Of different lies,
I melt in traces
Of pain—not to die...

 

 

 

FACE

 

I see the grinning Face
In reddish light again,
I sing the final song
And cry: Begone!
My losses wait
And try to hate
All my false pasts
To choose the last.
I see the Stop
And call the Hope,
But His reply
Is short: you die.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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