I feel jealous looking at their freedom
Thinking they have how much wisdom
Always happy with their own kingdom
Without even a little strike of boredom

Wondering they won't have any sadness
Being positive without any kind of badness
Not hurting but with their own madness
I wish I be a bird with their happiness

Humanity i love you
because you would rather black the boots of
success than enquire whose soul dangles from his
watch-chain which would be embarrassing for both

parties and because you
unflinchingly applaud all
songs containing the words country home and
mother when sung at the old howard

Humanity i love you because
when you’re hard up you pawn your
intelligence to buy a drink and when
you’re flush pride keeps

you from the pawn shop and
because you are continually committing
nuisances but more
especially in your own house

Humanity i love you because you
are perpetually putting the secret of
life in your pants and forgetting
it’s there and sitting down

on it
and because you are
forever making poems in the lap
of death Humanity

i hate you

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.

shattered dreams
and infringed vows
left alone
with a broken heart

swollen eyes
and tongue tied
all the tears I’ve cried
my tormented agony

Days are filled
with sorrow and pain
sleepless nights
and a distressed mind

will this be the end?
of a fragment herald
and if you are to love,
love me with a broken heart.