Your face turned
Exceptionally well
Elongated enough
Ilimitiable enough
I too am proud
A bee quite still
When I do speak
I bow too stung
For a windness
For a bright like dark
In my strangest
Dear love, I rise
Brightcurvely
In most
As your fingers
Point
A mouth
Over a mouth
A praise under a waist
Forgive me
I am earlier than today
a radium of rock
possibly impossible
an ardor slim enough
not by love
not by stone
dividing the minerals
inside a corpse
a flight, a copyright
a consciousness
me
outflung
I think it’s there
where you die again
almost deprived
from ever feeling
sound, a waiting wave
today, thirty eight years have passed
I’d like my portrait done instead
no suicide attempts
my prognosis is good
I can draw, I can reinvent
I’am checked out, mother
My chart, still lays
I can tolerate your voice
I must assume, this is our fate
I will miss you, when you leave me again
I’ve stopped biting my nails, so lets pretend
Why I would rather you not stay
Show me something
Someone like me
Makes me feel it
Give it a name
Declaim
Don’t stir
Unbody
The more ill
Save me
At the in of me
tu vives dentro de mi peligro
adentro de mi rabia
parpadeando una silueta
con tus huesos
tus huesos, hechos de claveles
abejita dandome razon
un rezo mas alla de todo
mas alla de mi boca
que se arrodilla
cuando soy mujer
y cuando palidamente yo pienso
fuera de mi mismo
-M
