Dudas
Dudas alargo mis dedos por tu punto de partida, esas facciones jóvenes que alborotan mis rodillas, y casi me arrepiento.
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Together
Together aloneness is the angel with a wooden sword we breathe and whisper in dim light, two lion kings
Ayer
Ayer pensaba encontrarte triste pero has echado vuelo hacia el infinito con los pies descalzos y una sonrisa. ¿será que el amor humedeció tus alas y luego las puso a secar anticipando la proxima tormenta? eres el acero de la piel reseca de mi soledad. ay, como duele la melancolía.
Para Toribio
Sin título 9 Te corto el pelo conversas ríes cuando termino te levantas vas al espejo regresas y me miras fijamente.
The Washing
The Washing He thought about the pyre as he soaped her hair, the many times they had played with the shampoo only to end-up on the bed caressing. This time it was different, her hands were cool and her breast had started to stiffen. Two flocks of pigeons crossed each other in the sky as the bells tolled atop the churches. He watched them through the bedroom window in silence and waited for the sun to finish going down before soaping her cold, dead feet.
Exchanges
Exchanges He waited for the good-bye shrunk between his arms a seagull leaving its time for yours only to find a name he dropped one last word picked it up and slumped in silence
Adiós
Adiós espere encogido entre mis brazos tu adiós gaviota que deja su tiempo para regresar al tuyo y solo encuentra un nombre.
Desperate
Desperate I invent his memory recalling the gods that have accompanied him—Ulysses think they might let you return I go to him tire out the echoes the reflection the gaze the escape yet he does not return I continue a drop of blood reminds me that my flesh and yours exists I wait
Mend
Mend You straighten up when you breathe your hyperbola touches my climbing angle the point in a straight line into infinity
Reunited
Reunited You take a puff of my cigarette the smoke ascends over the napkin — your inaugurated lips and your discreet gaze I’ll see you later
