The last dedication.
dry sand.
Warm sun on my face.
In your eyes
the fiction of my eyes
elsewhere.
Let
where I've found
beautiful girls
sisters crazy
wise friend
mothers bitches
insecure women
wild harpies
loves
untreated girls with an ax.
always half naked with no memory
or mercy. Needless
be honest
better mute.
never chaste.
And our glories
in the toilet.
dry sand.
Warm sun on my face.
Running water that washes us and blesses us
no loser. Your
teacher says?
Sun divided.
Under the anger
a new smile.
