Andrea
The gates of silence get breached
penetrating edge of a ray dangling
unfolds from the window shutters
into where a sliver of hope
amuses the dry riverbed and
a myriad glittering rainbow trout
squirt their sperm before
the laughing tide arrives to
cover the shame of nakedness
a song tries hard not to cry and
the lonely seagull still grabs and
runs unabated like your guilt
Libros Libertad 