Where I onced livedA Poem by Orlando Murcia
I once lived in a battered house built with drunk stones and murky bed sheets Where lightning was the least of my worries and the arachnid belt stings were but mellow rain drops shadowing my every feel of discoloration I used to play with toy guns with real murderers, until the incarceration began and left me alone with only my German Shepherd and my gallo Emelio to attend too My first kiss was from a girl with tear drops for lips... her fragrance was of salt and innocense, it was knitted on her Sunday dress that she wore 4 times a week I remember seeing clowns but never laughing... ...watching death yet never cried For death wasn't introduced to me just yet but just another fly on a spiders web that never seemed to move I remember demons dancing in my crib shaped like teddy bears without ears covered in rollie pollie skin In the morning I would wake up to the smell of gun powder s**t stains scattered in the mist of slum gardens and heavy breathing of ones last crooked smile buried above the tombstone of their final disappearing act We had a lot of magicians in El Salvador... ... They made a lot of people go Abra Cadabra with their machete wands and their disposable fire crackers No one ever begged for money or clothing they would just take it and never even say thank you... ...They would just make the givers beg for what had already belonged to them Some would cry and yell for help... ...my aunt was one of them Most of my people had no manners, sort of like my neighbors who use to throw their animal skulls over our backyard Damn litter bugs... They were funny people though... They celebrated Halloween every day, I guess it was there favorite holiday or something I used to live with my mother, my nanny , my aunt, and three uncles Though my mom did never come back after I woke up from my nap I missed her deeply... ....It's okay though she came back... ...5 years later People asked me who my father was, I simply said... "What's that?"
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Added on October 2, 2013 Last Updated on October 2, 2013 AuthorOrlando MurciaSanta Monica, CAAboutI am a writer who loves to write about Love, Beauty, Intimacy, and pretty much anything that hits me out of nowhere. I love writing for artist and anyone who appreciates the art of poetry. http://yout.. more..Writing
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