Monday, March 20, 2017

Missed a second: Elia Casillas

Missed a second to reach us ohhhh fate always hiding my shoe With a wrong train ticket that never promised back and forth Eyes directed at this nocturnal pilgrimage where I am continually the same fugitive In the midst of the nightmare that someone writes while I dream I am without a wall to endorse I'm sorry I remove nails with hard blood disappear the stone that finds no room for the next collapse Isolated five senses I go Because to me he Beast that transforms reality snow in summer blue man lighting up the universe And I Beast also because I love him

Navojoa, Sonora. January / 30/2005

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