Depellejo

I break the sidewalks with every stumble,
what are you doing?, you see, I feel so good
when you don't see me do my job,
tracing my skin on pieces of paper,
counting the tiles in my room,
crossing my face at some point,
wanting to hug myself for no reason,
if everything I look at tells me no,
how's your life?, I'm glad to see you
alone like never before, alone as always...
I skin a heart in the brambles of my voice
and the same sun that shines on you kills me
and the fleas eat me and I draw with my hands
early in the morning your little eyes on the ceiling...

and the glass breaks in my chest
and I think of the two of us in time with the cough,
I haven't done so bad, I damn God,
you know it well, what can I do,
if my feet don't listen to me,
only remains to be content with the remains,
eat the eggs for all those
who drink directly from you, from your kisses,
dying a little with so much silence,
close the curtains, seek another breath,
I skin a heart in the brambles of my voice
and the same sun that shines on you kills me
and the fleas eat me and I draw with my hands
early in the morning your little eyes on the ceiling...for how well we have...