Coronals
I blew onto their coronals
to loosen the grip of the dust
sighs and tears, white marks
that fell to cover the absence
and guilt that lurked inside of me
gigantic weight heavily sat
upon my chest and pulled me back
to the old days, before I saw the light
a drop of dew as I was, newborn hymn
floating in the air, before I decided
to come into a lump of soil, small
insignificant element of life
that travelled to a grain of wheat
only to turn into bread, baked
in the outside oven, destined to
get eaten by a man and destined
to become the sperm which
impregnated my mother, so, I
could grow in her uterus and
a newborn baby to appear
I blew the dust off their coronals
and suddenly the weight was
lifted off my chest only to turn
into a breeze and soft caress
Libros Libertad 