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antoniolaborte · 4 months
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{December Sonnets} “VI”
Footnote: And what more prominent a sound tells of the wounded shriek, to which volume be the encryption for its message:
Free me from the future, for I know it has nothing from what I once hoped.
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antoniolaborte · 5 months
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{two dimensions of faith} - 2023
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antoniolaborte · 5 months
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As I float aimlessly through two dimensions of faith:
One sect: where I lay perfectly still,
under the protection of the beauty,
that is, an unscathed imagination.
The other,
sunk hip deep in a pool of my own shame
and anger.
I have been requested to be anchored.
Ignoring our previous indirect agreement to silence, as all strangers vow to,
before one of us decides to enter the pit of reconfiguration.
In which this case,
the solicitor,
bargains, I am to be given heavy doses of unpredictability and long, irritable bouts of uncertain mulling over whether I am worthy enough to be taken seriously.
To which I haggle back,
I wish not to anger you
by challenging your apprehensions,
which could be mistaken as confrontation.
Rather, give me clearance to administer a complete overhaul of this avoidance that has permeated your heart and mind.
Let me show you that you exist as a person deserving of good.
Testing the limits on how far you set your own traps, no matter the trajectory, love lends itself all the same to you.
A wonderful trinket to rummage over whenever loneliness looms just a little too close.
Enough of what you need, you pull back.
Not enough, keep it around just a little while longer.
It’s all a sabotage,
you think.
Might as well be the one doing the stealing,
you rationalize.
If I spot the problem before it turns into one, do I even come across a problem at all?
You say.
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You are seen.
Which includes things you’d prefer be hidden.
That is not only evidence for love, It’s practically asking itself to be given.
Love available to be received, if that is something that interests you, can heal and honor your soul in a way many wish one day may do to them.
I am intrigued in the most shameful of ways by this abhorrent neglect to pursue what you made your prey.
To insist on breaking our contract of silence, accuse us of being two bodies tied to love, and to do what could only be described as its utter opposite.
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antoniolaborte · 5 months
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Love unrequited, a sorrow song as loud as it is quiet.
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antoniolaborte · 5 months
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woolf & hooks: also the name for a trendy mid-western bar & grille
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antoniolaborte · 5 months
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Where stay the days of old.
I wish the past didn’t leave so soon.
The old system worked well, days weeks years and all.
When summer belonged to itself, as did
Spring,
Winter,
and Fall
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antoniolaborte · 5 months
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{Act of Infliction} - Antonio Laborte, 2023
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antoniolaborte · 5 months
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May my visions of love lend itself to a soft set of hands.
If never a day comes where it finds itself as a token of gratitude.
An offer of what a tender forever could accomplish.
I no longer expect others to watch over my heart as they would their own.
Under the cloak of a silent indiscernible violence, the emotional self-maiming which takes place unfolds at an alarming rate, one that even the most devout masochist would plead mercy.
Some, to no fault of their own, being to see misery as religion, and the act of infliction, either self induced or brought upon them, as a rung to climb to reach a long awaited pleasure.
Pain becoming the necessary evil, a test of emotional endurance to see if they are truly worth harboring the prize of genuine, healthy love.
Please, do not mistake my battered tendencies as a reason to keep pummeling.
I wish not to be bruised more than what has already been made visible.
Preserve this heart, my heart, in a most pristine state.
I wish not to send bitter farewells or turn away unsuspecting bidders, who come bearing beautiful smiles, and a trusting set of hands, a tarnished greeting.
I cannot foresee the man I become if my heart suffers another fracture.
- Antonio Laborte (2023)
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antoniolaborte · 5 months
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{2023}
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antoniolaborte · 5 months
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I looked around at the people who seemed impervious to the threat of misdirection. Who were not afraid of handing over their heart at first opportunity. Off first guess, I assume they own the blueprint to love. The original creators of a model built specifically to locate the lucky suitors, and step by step instructions on how to make it last forever.
- Antonio Laborte, Notes to No One {2023}
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antoniolaborte · 5 months
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As you scour the Earth, you’ve spent years formulating your own image of love. You’ve taken up patch work—sewing together pieces of lust and salacious desires. Mastering the art of crafting beautiful moments of joy from cheap, reusable affection.
None of which, of course, appeased the appetite you had for authentic intimacy. No project—no person, able to equate to true love. But in your search, you aged. And time took from you, the strength of hope and gave back the lens of incredulity.
Each unfulfilling lover, burning a greater hole, resembled enough of your original vision to serve as a passable placeholder. But to what joy, you wondered, do I have in finding wholeness from settling for dwindled, dead hearts.
- Antonio Laborte, Notes to No One {2023}
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antoniolaborte · 5 months
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Discernible Flaws
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antoniolaborte · 5 months
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By make and mold, I am human. Therefore, I am to be insecure.
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antoniolaborte · 5 months
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I do in moments, wonder, when someone will ask if my well need filling.
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antoniolaborte · 5 months
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My true nature, a carnivore who’s grown to loves the taste of his own flesh.
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antoniolaborte · 5 months
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Signs of Chemistry - Antonio Laborte {2023}
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Autumn’s Calling - Antonio Laborte (2023)
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