1
She was experiencing the dead cypress of the mind with edges
and her need like a heart whispered,
“fade out time,
roll on my abyss with the silky birds”
The disturbed mental state and time
that passed
without looking the endless flight with the big breast
and the small lust
and an inextinguishable, bottomless pain
which breathed in the smoke
as though
it was blood
I am, I say, I want to say “life”
I was about to shout but no voice
was coming out
Only the inarticulate bilingual orphan
Truth
2
Until you think of the translation
The meaning had already found a breezy shadow
To pass the afternoon
Shouting “Solve me” and drinking
Besieged freedom
3
How did you change so much? She asked the big storm.
Don’t ask how,
Only ask where.
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