
my vivid flag lays
only today at your feet
your lips on my neck

my vivid flag lays
only today at your feet
your lips on my neck
tan dulces sus ojos gotas tostadas de caramelo en platos de praliné
tan fina que es su nariz salpicada con escamas de ámbar
sus pensamientos están tan confusos que tiemblan como dientes de león en la madrugada
tan tierna su sonrisa torcida sintiendo que soy una sinvergüenza
so sweet his eyes toasted caramel drops on praline platters
so fine his nose peppered
with speckles of amber flake
so confused his thoughts he shivers like dandelions at dawn
so tender his crooked smile
sensing that i am a scoundrel

even as you are
here bruised and
curled up begging
for a breath’s instant
of attention i am not
willing to give it
beyond fragile are you
so much that weeping
you can’t do so you
look to me for comfort
i admit that i take and take
and when i am asked to share
i only contribute hollow tin
words that dribble out
of a no longer necessary
part of me
i don’t pity you
and i realize that i don’t
really care about you
i string you along for
my base needs
your tears and hardships
disappointments and pains
do not steal neither my
appetite, rest or peace of mind
i am perfectly happy if
you die but if you live it
does not really matter
you are welcomed to
continue down this road
but if you turn back
i will not follow you
not one thing can make me
love you or want you
i can not say i need
anything you give
neither your joy or smiles
or sophomoric gifts have any
value to me
albeit if you want to enter
you have been warned of the risks
and know that i don’t love you
no use in waiting
i changed my digits
although i said i’d stay
there next to the receiver
i wised up your touch so nice
you needed me you said
on your wall trophies
paintings of the ones who
you needed before
it’s ok i’m an adult
i have my trophies too
berries placed upon
my achingly thirsty tongue
cooling scorching kiss

como essas flores fluem assim como o oxigenio do meu amor chama
the network of your arms
strong like a cedar tree
fingers from both of our hands
connecting transporting us
to those sinfully delicious places
our animal scents my sweet flavors
pony express urgently
via dendrite and soma
speeding messages between our hearts
mine located where a heart should be
yours more toward your mid center
sheets wrap what is left of me
apple wood scent fills the air California burns again and again
all organs supple still throbbing where they need to
thrilling fancies pool around my head eyes closed your face i read in the darkness of it all
lips brush tenderly drinking of my well from dark to light no one dispels the rumours that encircle you
in your hands i am burning like Califa queen arms let go no pressure felt safety net falls into hell
the grail lays on it’s broken side empty in your hands it once stood brimming with love scent intoxication down the surface of my legs
in your hands my history of civilization lips give way to carnal cries teeth gnash eyes shut tight
the comet passes through my skin truth lies in secret screams revealed
to me you’re just a dream
at first view i sparkled like a sinking blade in the sullen opal ocean
coming closer into the blinding dark a she Sun rose
open there i was to the cataract lens of luminescent death gaping mouth uttering finally nothing
my armored scales resplendent no more were plucked away with the dance of she wind’s torrential hair while absence in my marrow was shivered
my bones were to be the same of Jonah’s host and handler
prophet spitter
the hooks have gotten thicker
on the surface of my mind