Discharges After Ovulation

IS ONLY ME ...

'm just inert matter
die inside
although I've never been alive
like sand in the desert;


I'm just a poet who writes

letters that go out to
shot from my head hollow;


Solo I have meat,
whores took my heart and only
eyes are red as Mars,
a conversation where I have no reason;


I have one breath without oxygen,
eternal sigh, but unequivocal.
I have a park with their seats,
and hundreds of empty eyes looking at me without being able to see me


I still have my blog, my email
gray sidewalk where I can take a short walk
me are the memories and Facundo lyrics
endeleble palp this existence that marks my tracks by the world

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Santo Domingo

06/19/2010

Picutures Of Men With Public Hair

money buying our souls
calm first thing we
delve pieces of happiness and
rarely found.

a hive mind, dump
a song that invites me to be honest,

no longer noticed when I want, is to die

and it's hard when you live with your soul tied.

of fierce

this to be me is worse than
laundering unaware they think.

Desolation, which burns the soul

as needed for the

Moonrise through the window

and bring me calm.

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the wind Looking at the sky.

If you look at the sky

contemplate freedom and slavery

A language that

breaks when it reaches the unit

a traffic light to change

gives color to

time we do not control time

and constantly seek

phrases that should fit like

nuts were

doors ajar

busting one-eyed glances

not throw pearls before swine

have a wise man said

pray with rosaries

child in my letter secrecy is

not pretend to please the flock

or fit into your system

that expands each year

ingredients: lies, appearances, marketing, deception.