In a dream all words fit that you never
pronounced and the decorum of having
forgotten them when the light was made
crucial child woman to the sound of all
young soul with sufficient stature man
who is born in his fertile coyunda
willing to dress the flesh that calls
them
because everything starts
now
in the armpit a thunder in the mouth one
hundred seeds sealed light back
on their back the weight of their name
and down darned the trousers next to the
longing pelvis raised in his neckline the
proclamation of discord
a hidden fruit a crucial thorn
that gets up a definitive
accidental testimony
you waiting stunned shoulders still
inguinal superlative in the nutritious
broth that welcomes you
because everything starts
now
and silence will always be the only answer when you
proclaim demanding that the air you breathe the
hands that you use to love and the sky that covers you
they are your way of being uplifted between things
that only for you future loser of
everything you have the water
dimension was drawn and the
blue terror of the stars
because everything starts
now
although far away resounds indifferent a
laugh by understanding that you were barely
a lightweight disposable container
a bubble that shinning
explodes
a seam in the universal
sackcloth of cold.
EN 
MK