Rubén Bonifaz Nuño What
fill my eyes, when opened from the bottom of
fear what
mouth came trembling tongue licking me?
And I shall see, if I turn my head quickly
, who breathes my back? Only
acid salt, acidity
only pregnant, my drink. And what's next, what comes
,
that walks around and ramming.
'm Singing, making
of value to sing in the dark.
Poverty, and the passage uniformed
and protest sign.
Perhaps
harmless, perhaps useless, perhaps
not defensive. It is a breath
bubble breaking, a silent cry of beast
underwater body
an ember of drowning.
and release the blood called, and its antidote
hails crash,
grows inside the ear, bite
against
silence that kills within three seconds.
Welcome the coming, whether in the hands
has salt for the August recess of my foundation
stripped.
The horse murderer
be welcome, with the galloping track stoner
and quad split, side
and sleep in battle, and saliva
atrocious
survives fight to the sumptuous disorder.
And something like the love of my brothers
unfolds against me, to the flag, against me
prevails. And what I am
morning I received.
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