i am a rose,

i am full of thorns.

i am a bud,

i am growing.

i am a root,

i am my support.

i am a rose,

i am doomed to wither.

I celebrate my desires
on the templebed: doing
nothing, watching and smelling
what the priest is describing

they told me so in advance
An exercise
to relax myself in a cave
in the wild of the mountains

His words anoint my nerves
and untie them from the inside
of my entrails, they wash me
off with warm attention, recover
my muscles and my soul

I want to continue living this way
..Let it go, let it go
..that's the exercise
..my only chance
..to hold it

water bear enjoys
color of life beyond dreams-
the human desires

Who is God? I asked myself.
“The one you see in fear,”
I answered.
Could I see Him
in moments of happiness?
I inquired again.
“No,
“as light does not appear in light,”
said the voice within me.

.
​Life is the question,
we live in it.

​Death is the answer,
we leave with it.

A flower in the wind, has no control,
an arbitrary victim
without determined vision as it blows from side to side,
it has no views about the matter
when it sees its beauty shattered
into petals that are scattered far and wide

big rat, bigger cat
who eats
who runs

who makes the rules

big rat, bigger cat.

the rat has sharp teeth,
sits on a throne of broken bones,
stares through eyes of shattered glass,
no future
no past.

who s first,
who s last,

the rat's heart
loosely wrapped
barbed wire

who s first
who s fast

big rat, bigger cat

but King Rat has dreams,
wants a kingdom

an alley chat

the cat asks, meow?

snakes in the garden of eden?
wolves in suits?
crows on the telephone wire?

every throne
every king
a reckoning

alley chat, alley cat,
the cat gives, a wink.

deep and wide,
the cat smiles the gate,

"trust me."