miércoles, 15 de octubre de 2008

WASP-12b

I have just arrived home from the ivory coast
the light blue still shining in my dirty
little
stout hands

they still glitter
blinking
like stars
dying all over me
like a blinking aura
made of broken rings
and saliva
and transparent filings
from your skin

I dance
When I arrive
I dance with the swallow
girls
that smell like coconuts and
oranges

their skins so tender
their legs so enchanting
my brain like a burning machine
burning you
burning me
burning like eating matches


and I know I am not there
I am gone


no matter how loud
you call me

I am gone

no matter how tempting
I am gone by now

I am not writing this anymore

is just the machine

not me

not me

anymore

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