THE BEAST A MONSTER


The frail man
Said he hates
The beast

He looks so weak
I fear the wind
Might blow
Him away

He said he knows
My papá
They went to
School together
He told me

I couldn’t help
But to feel sympathy
For him

He wants
To help out
An offered to getThe monster wet

Sometimes
Extreme measures
Are necessary

Perhaps the word
“Goodbye”
Is more
Than enough

BLUE BICYCLE


The little brown mouse
Has my blue bicycle

He might fall
With it

Exercise with
Stolen property
Has always
Been dangerous

First he took
The black canister
That turns water
Into poison

The bicycle
Will be his
Transportation
In Dante’s inferno

LUGAR DE LA CUEVA


En una cueva
De perdición

Decadencia humana
Almas descompuestas
Muerte en movimiento

Olvido del triunfo
En los periféricos
Del éxito

Temporada de cacería
Con sonrisas
De diamantes

Cosquilleos de adrenalina
En mis venas

Sudor de esperanza
Más sublime que
El calor de la
Sensual bienvenida

La tristeza
Es la energía
De las plegarias
La propulsión
De los rezos

MY PEACHES


I like picking peaches
In my mother’s property

Some are very sweet
Others are full
Of potential

Too much red meat
Is not good for you
The same is true
With pork

When the time comes
To go vegetarian
My beautiful peaches
Are there for me