sábado, 23 de mayo de 2015

It's up, up and away


While you were unbuttoning my blouse
alone, in that room,
i climbed out of my hands,
all translucid,
nearly invisible,
and went out through my nostrils.
Then, I ran away off the window.

I jumped from one roof to another,
leaving next to you my vacant body
making myself absent by springing through alleys.

While you were stroking me
I was actually growing agitated            outside
                           far away
      and abandonic.

It's just that on this bed,
-what do I say, "bed"?-
deathbed indeed,
I no longer lie.

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