Mexican​-​American Modernist

from by Bryant Eugene Vazquez

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Out of darkness
Still in the night
Showered by rains
During daylight
She said she fears
The lack of color in my eyes
Said, “maybe it’s your sight that’s losing sense?”
“Observe me well--the evidence!”
“I took the trolley, comin’home...”
Waiting in suspense

And though I cannot see
Staring nakedly
The clown paint still works
And hard laughs can hurt

Holding hands with consequence
Spitting up against the winds
A doctor says I’ve got to quit
But, he don’t exist
If every word could come to terms
Or come alive, or maybe worse
Tear through the thick skins of the Earth
Rivers down my spine

Ouch...

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from All Damn Day/ The Greatest Hits, released May 15, 2015

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