Silvia E. Matus.

 

 

Exodus

I have fled their territories and
Circumscribed rituals,
I’m indignant at its accuracy
In decreasing death,
I missed your calculations
Banking,
Of their fears to lose
The always bad.
From their masks
Of paper eaten by the urine.
If you are,
Bankers
Leguleyos
Politicians
Shepherds,
And condemning bishops.
Power is alien to me …
Except when my body bursts into orgasm!


 

Stay.

                                               To my immigrant friend
                                                                                            
I ask for a wish
To the fleeting and glittering star …
Stay!
With the solar fish
And aquatic butterflies
With flowered coffee trees
And volcanic lagoons.

Here where the story
We tattooed
Thighs and breasts
With gunpowder and torture.
In this country “disgust”
Where the miracle is that there is
                          the poetry,
And people in love in theaters
And in the parks
After the cataclysm.

There are no roots
Perhaps needs,
And strong women
Weaving hope together,
And condemned prisoners
To suicidal solitude,
And corrupt by the power
Laughing at everyone
And multitudes with flags of dignity
Marching through the streets.

So i ask for a wish
To the fleeting and glittering star
…Stay!


 

Your prints.

I look for your fingerprints
In the flowering rain
In the bar of your friends
On the watchtower
In all the almond trees
That inhabit the city.
In a shy embrace
And in a hurry kiss
Burning my desire.