2012
04.05

I took a strange trip
through fields of dust.
I searched for the one
I loved, but I was

bitten by ants that
were everywhere.
The bees left me alone
and that was a blessing.

I searched in the ground
for my life.  It was
hijacked by the ants
that were everywhere.

I spoke to them before
they consumed my head.

 

© Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal, 2012
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