Toothpick
He kept it in his shirt pocket
to feel its pointing end
in his fingertip when
he searches for it
while walking,
thinking of idolatry and
other tragic images spoken
by fanatics and morons
who defined the taste
of the forbidden fruit
the one that bites you back
from within the fabric
he kept it in there
so he could always find
his way back home
Libros Libertad 