Lady Death takes these breasts
and get drunk the abyss
because I'm shaking,
this man has hurt me with a verse.
This retreat does not stun me,
the walls are longing for their ghosts
I see the smile on tawny landscape,
and the moon in the desert quartered her
But without you, my nipples and bright stars
are not the same sequins,
that destabilize the forests.
My eyes, make a bracelet with them
because I need a fair coin
peaceful and fingers in the notebook,
I want to get out of this door for another house,
the stealth I gave rowing and went,
and ended up making noise between eyebrows
and nose, because misfortune pursues us
and luck when she sees me
is left speechless.
I dance with the birds of my hair
rising between the lights
and the surge of the nebula
encountered my fishes get undressed.
THIS STRING [Excerpt]