Every morning
I face you
"Come inside"
No rain
No flower scent
No sun
No laughter

Just emptiness
Dry
Mechanical
Grey
Thinkingthinkingthinkingthinking

"­Goodbye"
I'd say
In the afternoon

A czarina sits a-throne
Atop my desk.

Silent yet her scent
Screams sweetly.

Bursting sun, her skin
Little bruises and spots,

Perfectly imperfect.

Sap, dried, kisses skin,
Smooth, smoothie.

Water and ice, await you
While I,  await none.

The Man offers his son
instead of lamb
for Him.

The Woman offers to man
serpent's laughter
for all.

The Child offers the man
marries the woman
for himself.

The Man offers his daughters
instead of salt
for them.

The Woman offers her child
adds two men
for all.

The Child offers his brother
not salt, not lamb
for himself.

Peace be with you,
Peace be with you.

From the tree you curse
Came your cross

While I looked for your
burning bush, forbidden

Tree was found.

I am morning
A cellphone tucked inside my pocket
Who watches the watch kissing my wrist
While putting my glasses on
I am morning
A cellphone a watch my glasses.

I am a watch
A short hand pointing on 3
Reclining my back on the long hand touching 12
Waiting for my cell phone’s ring, my mother
Watches me putting my glasses on
I am a watch my glasses a cellphone.

I am my glasses
Watching myself on the black glass, the mirror
My cellphone’s off
Ring. Ring. Ring.
But glasses don’t ring
They just watch, watching the watcher,
My mother’s ring are my glasses, while

I am morning.

Sitting by my window
I see the grasses grow
The sun in hiding tells
It's my silence that feeds

Them.

Dirham comes from Greek coin, drachma
While the Abu Dhabi man hailed from Valderrama

I looked at the paper money you gave me
Its color, a mixture of green and earth

Reminding me of El Nido’s green waters
And the earth our bare feet walked

See the eagle, the mini- Burj Al Arab!
Eagle's the keeper, the other: glass of memories

Perhaps, ten dirhams were ten little Indians
Made of us -- six, three beds and a moon, gone.