En Amor, Arte

She violently caught her prey, Becoming a kind of a hunter. It met a deadly fate, As a fish out of the water. Minutely,its details she saw To understand the message of it. No one seeing, for sure, Her trying to hide in a pit. Her ecstasy was flowing As she kept going on. She didn’t hear the growling Phantoms at the next door. Feeling satisfied with her scrutiny The cover of the book she closed. Now, her next prey waited gloomily Since the end of its life had come. [[ Poema inspirado, en un microcuento que escribí hace años. Lo hice como un trabajo para la Universidad ]]

Female of concrete Delicate as a flower, With two lemons for breasts And an empty space as a head. her color is fading away As the shadows when sun rises. La mona sin cabeza Makes you fall in love Besides blowing your mind. [[ Poema basado en un párrafo que tuve que escribir para una clase de Escrito. La inspiración se la debo a La Mona sin Cabeza, del Peda <3  ]]