Agua
Fernando Cabrera
Water
Water falling from your eyes
Masters of insomnia
And of sadness
Water flooding your mouth
Blasphemous of memories
Of my nights
Water that straightens your hair
The best string
That I touched with my hands
Water flooding my mirror
Filling it with smudges
My crying face
Red water that springs from me
From broken veins
Blood that I lack
Water that turns white
Water that undresses you
Every morning
Water that a stream drinks
Early with birds
And washerwomen
Spit water
Sweat water
And toilet water
Water that drives crazy
The brave patience
Of all my brothers
Water that straightens your hair
The best string
That my hand touched