Wednesday, September 15, 2010



Up in the air
I hope the bomb
does not come
crashing down.

You talk to me
in ambiguities
and I am not
prepared for what
may befall me.

Maybe someday
you say you might
decide we might
have a future.

I wish I could
move on, but these
voices in my
head persist.

Without little
warning you drop
by to give me hell.

In the middle
of something I
curse at you to
shut the hell up.

Everyone just stares
and either I
smile, laugh, or cry.

If only I could
just stay silent,
if only you
could just be quiet
or go away.

-Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal has appeared everywhere online and in print. :) He has a new chap coming out with Kendra Steiner Editons called Digging A Grave.

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