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The bed of defeat has always been feminine.
Ever since the sky was within reach
a woman fluffing a wombless vanilla pillow
has given birth to scandals.
The thorns took advantage,
climbing the shoulders of the bare peach,
stealing the bride
whose perfume never swirled in the wind.
The apple went mad,
glued in his grief
to the fingers of his land.
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He shouted, cried,
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because my share of plight is exactly like yours,
although my teardrops
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We dallied with the nails of our jailer
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sometimes with prayers,
at other times
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I screamed into his shirt,
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My circle has been defeated by armies of frost,
chased by eagles of dust.
Toss your body
against the ink lorry,
Drown your sorrow in a cup of coffee or . . .
die standing up like a wall:
defend the hymen of the thyme;
defend a wagon
ready to load the victims of terror.
Fight for
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document your defeat . . . if you choose
on a sobbing poem.
For a lilac became a naked martyr in becoming a trembling pavement for a camera crew.”
