Skateboard For A 6 Year Old

Maybe tomorrow

to break the storm

and I wrap the silence between the eyes;

perhaps much love

we fill your mouth

and to snap.

We are together, yes,

and may be you

who is with me.

escape through the edge of my lips,

abandon the body that was yours,

but I'm so alive

when you touch me,

that even I have

a response,

and the word I attend,

not belong to me

thirst because I have been glued to the throat

and saliva is

a vast ocean

where algae float.

waves caress my back,

and salt seeps through nail me,

and I wish,

and I wish,

your humidity and clean me,

and aroused by this cry,

this mystery,

this way to see behind the clouds.

circle your waist,

and slip,

and swimming blindly

for that bottomless pit

you offer me.

After today, the night,

night that leads me

night that seduces my instincts,

and I always eats the same way,

and I vomited on the artificial beach

some beach.

Look how my skin cracks,

how tattered it makes me hope ....

Text: "And after" Ana Garrido