Homero Aridjis
But you do not recognize as mine
scattered lights greet you as his
always the same everywhere
you women always first off
Despite
cities and towns face and the faces of similarity and likeness
What you touch me
denied promotion and relegation
I have lips and words and deception
are for me a true death
Silences as long as one second
fall on me without knowing
I find inside the sound believed
The mirrors confuse
images
not dawn're not you
other night is left alive
immune
still walking on the dead
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