~VIRGIL SUAREZ~
CARIBE
all colors pale in its waters,
white becomes bone,
the rock that sinks you,
what chances, fateful nights
for those who succumb to this lure
of water, as it calls you out
to swim away into currents,
this restlessness of days,
teeth chatter, a clatter
of broken promises behind,
the Siboney knew a thousand
words for this essence of liquid,
mud eyes, clay mouths,
fatal hours when the spirit
leaves the body to join a starless
night, when all you have
are questions, look to water
for flickering answers.
© by Virgil Suarez
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