Ayer U Hoy

Yesterday and today,
It's all the same,
I arrived at night
I took off her zipper
and slept with her
because until night
I wanted to see her
in her own bed
and through a kiss.

Yesterday and today,
It's all the same,
I opened my hand
and let the wind
lick my palms
that are irritated
from following me so much
and cursing with me
to flowers and saints.

Yesterday and today,
It's all the same,
I overcame something written
about me.
Something that said,
something that accused,
but I'm lucky
because some don't write
every day.

Yesterday and today,
It's all the same.
I played dead
(to see what would happen)
and I saw that mice,
snakes, and toads
were putting flowers on me
and screaming as if
they were crying.