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EXCERPTS FROM LOVESPILLINGS, BLUE INK PUBLISHERS, 2021. 



1


I layer the chocolate cake

carefully

to learn a thing or two about life


I listen to you

faithfully

to see a thing or two, or all about myself  


I wake up

in the middle of the night

to feel your body over mine

weeping


I try to hold you

gently  

yet I am still loud most of the time


I love you  

slowly

and surely

this contextual feeling



2


(listen)

I am whispering

always

more than what I am just saying.


3


in the morning on the bed

I drizzle some honey down my arms

and let you sprinkle some chili flakes on top

will you come lick me?








4


I am in the middle

of something

you call my name

I turn my head

don’t feel like speaking

a kid in

the quiet evening

hold on

let me kill

this darling  

am I crying

or sleeping?

-

your skin

is too soft

for me to

love you hard

the song of some poet yet to come

-

the work for

which all the other

work was just preparation

the time

for which all

the past is just citation

in my blood

you whisper  

a misplaced revelation

six months more

and I’ll grow

tired of negotiation

and you’ll know

where to find me

holding a blue pen

writing

and even then

I’ll be asking

can I hold your hand?  



5

(and even the best of us get the words wrong)



6


until my liquids fill up

the tub we bathe in

until the lights are turned on

and I am able to keep a secret

until and after I find peace

in the evening

when I learn to become a hero

for my broken pieces

like yellow lego evenings

after the very end and before the very beginning

I promise,
,


like the fish loves the sea,

like it needs it to be able to breathe,

and despite the haunting temporality of everything,