Te he visto como un trébol bajo la ruina de mis manos

lunes, junio 03, 2013


roto un diente, roto el castigo,
te he visto como un trébol
bajo la ruina de mis manos,
una segunda huella hace camino
en la lejanía de tu cabello,
oscura lejanía que dentro de mi boca hace nido,
se ríen varios al verme destruida la boca,
ruidos sueltos dentro chocan

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