lunes, 15 de septiembre de 2014

Will he ever know? CR


Some had a fatherland in their souls:
I had him –instead- ...
Years ago I saw him,
I saw him in the rain soaking my bare feet
in my sharp cries inside a toaster;
I saw him 
and even in my most desperate moments 
I knew
there was still too much to do
to disappear entirely.
Will he ever know the words he had written forever
in my womb?
Will he ever know when he’s not there I dream he’s coming back
and all the dead flowers feel moved by my happiness?
Will he ever know that my skin won’t recover from his touch 
and there’s nothing I can do about it?
Will he ever know his power?


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