What To Write Had A Baby

So Close ...

Illustration: Amparo Garcia Ribes (Mizu) umi_no_mizu@hotmail.com

The moon blushed dazed



she so used to going out,


has several nights over.


Heaven licensed to the stars,


vacuum as a sea devil,


there were no clouds, wind,


or planets that direct the opera.


The world forgot


and even more shameful


not demurred reconciliation.


Again the first


this time invite me


saliva , sweat, conflicting verses,


sounds subhuman


suspicious traces on the pulse,


limp heart


dry tongue,


fantasies fulfilled.


outraged neighbors


urging caution,


respect to religion,


are not married,


live in perpetual sin,


respecting morality,


enjoying the mercenary.


So near dawn,


having begun at dawn,


station we spent


who does not understand calendar.