Thursday, May 7, 2009
How To Build A Model Girder Bridge
meat stammering its language
inscrutable shadows and misty colors
the
landscape turned into meat ashore truce unexpected event
bread and honey
in urine scorching milk in ocean
suspect in animal exposed and punished
forgotten seeing the flesh so close and distant
me
wonder what makes life there
simulating hair sometimes so close that lost
lodge in the wilderness
silent hinges giving litmus
weeping foliage and that other unexplored
where
touch confused on the night with beautiful fresh
death
half of the bed where the limbs sprout while speaking tour
like a star
carnivorous flower of flesh between the teeth of coal
nasal voice choked ah sweet love filled saciándote
the blind tasting snack
the fragile bones picked clean of love that failure
sadness that hunger
future
as the sky in a cage
the earth revolves
meat changes the landscape remains
defoliate the hours is the same river that moves away or approaches tedious
mirror with the same family spent
that sponge plaster to fill the horizon
with pale rusty
beasts roam the love in this ruin
Love blooms
gangrene still waving tongs
elastic folds beat bottomless cups
kingdom pearly
minimum ossuary spring birds
soft sour worms and maternal bile
beyond pain and pleasure
the black race prestige red
the victory of the mortal flesh
Leonor Varela, Peruvian writer 1929-2009
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