Saca mi cuerpo de la muerte mía

miércoles, septiembre 19, 2012


Vuelve y reclama su lugar. Caprichoso, sonriente o aburrido
Morirse en la otra orilla. O al menos dejar allí esas partes secretas
Olvidado y discreto. Encerrado como un feto
Saca mi cuerpo de la muerte mía
Hay gente despierta a la noche. Esta noche de calma.
Ni los vasos se mueven. Ni el alcohol emborracha

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