Adobo Criollo Sergio Antonio Ortiz Rivera

Before the full moon is in my hair & the wheel of my skull in the most scandalous & iridescent prayer scratching itself under the mattress: you said you were going to adore me A hysterical hyena laugh emerged from the backlit crucifix that hangs around my neck Oh, how that cross hangs Oh, how the poppy wants to cut words go faster than a speeding bullet but of course, without disrespecting We have sacrificed so much the sun rises & there is no remedy We are awakened again to support your gaze mutual distances fall asleep If nothing amuses us anymore why force things Let's do it for the lion and the whale let the moon howl & the calendars turn your cosmic wheel if this is the end of the world  then it must be a joke 

We cannot be so frank & shocking as incomprehensible lizards repeating themselves to rhododendrons We will always shake the palm trees a centuple centipede continues gnawing at skulls It'll know when to jump into this cultural encounter where we end up despising each other Yes, he who does not like it can put on his clothes & shake the semicircle What difference does it make why should we care … oh, the glass of God oh, the verse of God as God and this fucking supernatural reverie The Cyclops play with the corpse of our sadness in this dead goodbye