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already I can not fall - I shudder

My eyes are cloudy

is blood that closes my blood

or others that no longer important. Between

red veil

get to see the world now chaotic tangle

of dismembered bodies.

A blazing sun pours its heat

wicked up with his golden hand

the stench of the dead

and here I am, still standing but not

my legs already surrendered

not

my back and my chest hurt

my head even

can react.

No, no and no

still standing but only because at this time

burning

if I fall, if I drop

embrace my death.

11 July 2007

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Poem - Poema

Icy shudder running through fire

each

includes as looking nervous, anxious and hurried

looking for something or someone lost in there

opens doors framed

veins runs

old wounds healed with impunity fingered

pain

forgotten that a child was felt another

born at one point, as a wave

in a green and calm lake

born at that point where I rub

fingers that smell sweet and sour

and from that low point , runs up

anatomy, physiology

touches down between two neurons

that three years ago not

brushed away

pause Chills

scratch with claws of ice

while under his touch

I shudder and then just smile.

11 July 1907