appleseed

7 January 2007

Caridad,

We begin the work of extremities. How hunger sits obstinate. A mouth won't suffice to mention. Count these grimaces. Words said voluntarily or other. In order to describe his body: stalks. A conclusion. Call my bluff if you want to. But to say "innefable" of my life. My sleep is heavy. I don't notice anyone coming, or going. Perhaps even all my activities go unknown, unquestioned. Whatever you are told, assume more.

Your hands have not the size, responsible for a face blooming. Jimmy Joyce was not afraid to call it a petal in the bath. Don't ask questions that disturb a dysmorphic. What else can be told? I'm not good as part of a pair. There are no off-springs/ heirlooms. The window is opened daily in absolute isolation. This is the way my face is. Thirsty. It has been different long ago.

Two of them cornered. I am not part of a pair. My father is mean drunk, but there are small gestures which are never enough; and small words. A shape arrives on the glass and I promise you that I observe this. To speak of you: something amazing. As I lay against spilt beer: I care not about nudity. Only for you to read: give me bones and laughter, everything else is wallpaper.

-Bajo.

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