Alejandro Ricart Cabús

beats on my lips ... Punishment for your meat

The beats explode in my mouth and just
that mutter:
come, death, and wellcome!
desert on the desire of your flesh
agraz
the moon aloft
faint covering of modesty
dismembered members
collect blood in the howling
shear
the lovely remains of my body.

Text: "The beats explode in my mouth ..." of Clara Janes.

Michael Funeral Coffin

So I would like a night
pleasure when the time comes,
Climbing without noise, like a coward,
to the treasures that adorn you,

To punish your flesh from bruising your breast
acquitted
And open your astonished flank
A long and deep wound.

And dizzying sweetness!
Through these new lips,
more dazzling and more beautiful,
My poison inocularte, sister.

Text: " A which is too happy " (fragment) of Charles Baudelaire.

Wow Ip Receiver Berlin

Oh the bitten mouth, oh the kissed limbs,
oh the hungering teeth, oh the entwined bodies.

Oh the mad coupling of hope and effort
in which we merged and despaired.

And the tenderness, light as water and flour.
And the word scarcely begun on the lips.

That was my destiny and in it went my desire,
and in it my longing fell, in you everything sank!

Text: " a Song of Despair" (fragment) of Pablo Neruda