The city X-ray

10 pm

                                            A huge hole kidnapping
                    this uselessly white Arequipa*

This city like                      baroque buildings
                                              of volcanic flowers from seconds to fall 

                                                                                  January 29, 2013.
                                                           (the first barkings of the avenues)

The sun rises: the night opens its legs to die

The sun rises: a SMS wakes up to devour my nails

Did you see?

We are Ícaros falling by the sharp edge of the Eden noir

SEND

4 pm
-blue nails swallowing the four pm

of this corner sick of dreams -

Today:
a little girl strangles her hair with ideas.     
their voices point to the “Pacha**” woven with blood.

Today:  I pretend to dye my bones mud

                                 * Souther city in Peru

**Quechua word for mother earth