Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal- Two Poems


Her cadaver hair
grew long and firm.
Through the ages
her beauty was
endless.  Death
only stopped her
heart and silenced
her voice, but her
beauty remained.
Through some curse
or gift she did not
rot or decompose.
Her eyes were blue
as the day she died.
It was haunting
to see her sitting
in the cellar with
her long black hair
dressed in her best
summer dress.


Behind these sad walls
like prisoners
growing old
without knowing
if you and I will find
more pleasant walls.
Scorpions crawl from under
a rock into our dreams.
Far from lovely
the damage is done.
I kiss your mouth,
but you don’t kiss me.

Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal is the author of two recent poetry collections, Songs For Oblivion, published by Alternating Current Press, and Peering Into The Sun, published by Poet's Democracy.  He works in the mental health field in Los Angeles, CA.  His poems have appeared online and in print in journals such Penny Ante Feud, Tryst, and Zygote In My Coffee.

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