quejido
in my ear there is the gasp of the ocean
permanent exhale divided by the beach's blue tongue
it is the crease the dawn provides the sky
with the heat of hell I am covered in salt
and my body excretes by the moonlight
trembles like a leopard's throat
oh violent, violent, violent
sangria on your lip
salt on your lip
drops of water
on your lip
the planets turn houses of power
electric is the country of your eyes
forgotten
present
forgotten
extinguished
by the light of the whip
you clench your fist
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