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Remember my name
now
that my blood thinks of you
while your blood swirls
among the clouds and the sand.

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Remember my name
because the dark part of the heart
will make you dream of the forest of burning hope
and among the flames the yesterdays will die
where you imagined an idyllic and satisfying present future.

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What is that light that seeps into my bed?

Surely someone has the answer (many surely do), but the wet and burning sex like a peeled tangerine in the middle of a dust storm that pulls the afternoon from the roof of the house and moistens the cool muzzle of the same skinny cat that meows and purrs in the painful heartbeat of longing and desire because you cannot overcome the rough doubt of the correct word to express the most tangled question of guts, heart, and lung that you have had until today and all these light and happy years (do not evoke that Thursday or that March of fasts and tears, do not wander through the memory of childhood or impure youth..., it has been so long since you wanted to merge with the dust, forget that dark voice and those wounds that have neither scar nor image in your past, there is no longer doubt in your voice)

Was that the blow here,
that buried nail
and the lost blood?

There is no scar, only skin on skin.

Skin today and tomorrow to eat the tangerine

and then,
what was the light?

You do not know and it is better this way,
it is better this way...

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In the static fire
the flame is not burning.
It is a slow hemorrhage
that touches the land of childhood
with an ignited veil that does not allow lamenting the goodbye in preschool to the mother,
the suppuration of silence to the father,
the insufficient gravity in the sister's smile.

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An empty cup bathed in sunlight.
Smell of winter on a Tuesday.
The red light that flickers before the green.
Today, it is not the anxiety of the coming time in the heartbeats,
it is the empty root that cleaves the smile;
it is this elusive rhizome that wilts despite not existing

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I will say all the times:
reflection.
I will say all the early morning,
drop by drop.
I will say:
those sweet yesterdays.
These days of mine,
I will say,
when November consents
to write the fables
that the atoms tell,
cause and effect
and the false edicts of entropy
inside me.

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I am how many words God sang
in the yolk of nothing.

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Useless things like astral surgeries and post-doctorates.

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I am those words
that God sang
in the silent uncertainty
of nothing.

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In the search, I am
of an existence
to recharge mine
in it,
with it.
And to smile together at dusk
with the harmony of the remainder
that from two
makes us
one.

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It will be a good morning.
It will hasten a wrinkle and a forgetting
in my smile.

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Who has [nobody]

(you have lost so much and so soon
the parts of another voice)

that light that is born from two [maybe more]

(face in me, burning in me, need in me) abysses that devour each other [you do not]

(not to you, never to you)?

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