Los cortes de la noche sangran

sábado, febrero 08, 2014



Aquí, aquí. Mira el mar.
Los cortes de la noche sangran.

Los cuerpos vulnerables.
Almas del silencio.
Las calladas noches.

Tumbada la memoria
sin párpados
sin boca.
Se ha ido
sin voz suya.

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