Ancha munakuiki
I really needed A huge lucid boeing Ejaculate myself in your viscera Pacha mama So a long journey of love Can follow the anguishing waiting Of a few nine months Of pregnancy (or agony) and useless and naked (but yet alive) like a child leave me just strapped by high-ceiling wind and music of kena and charango seduced crying chants and sweet lines and insult and in your language you’d learn I love you (ancha munakuiki) and dancing and cherishing you eternal skin soon to be twenty and drinking the istant flame of your lips in a scent of chewing gum? Don’t you sink your head Please In a scandal quicksand To evade uncertainty Of not knowing the answer To the questions you question me Let the time drive An infinite list Where I’m another name So it can solve In silence The agressive uselessness of so much why Written March 8th, 2002 © on Mar 08 2002 10:32 AM PST 0 • 8
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