Premoniciones

Buena Fe

Premonitions

I roll over the hysterics
I accumulate the defeats
And I get involved whether there is light or not
Nothing foreign to what you
I clean my little garden
From the leaves of the past
I complicate myself, and I won't deny
That I have days of being virtual

I say poet phrases
I run the risk of being an idiot
I swear by my fear of fear
That I don't want to hide now
It doesn't bother me to know that time
will swallow me
I can predict my shadow laughing at my body
And even whisper softly
I'm faithful not only because of AIDS or some other shit
Not in the absence of another being who wants
To savor my skin
The thing is that I can't escape
from sleeping tied up
In your Multisentimental-bone-muscular knot.

And I risk dreaming again
of eternal love
When I know that life doesn't stop hurting
There are lies worth
playing along with
Because they give the pleasure of minutes
flavor of truth