Peeling
Call the elevator Take out the garbage bags
The door is glass This is more interesting to me
The trains go by silently The lights of the lampposts are turned on
Blind men pound the sidewalk with their white canes One
by one all the glasses crack at night For this reason
I want to play a short song on the back of the casserole
so that it doesn’t show that we get smaller as we age
Entrance – Exit
To open the door to open the tree
to get deep into it and grow leaves
This impenitent thing is yours
The night erases your shadow Now they play
the piano in the opposite house Yes and also for you
Libros Libertad 