Lucía M. Polis The Poetry of

/have something to
 say about that
 which i said i/

/will not
 name your
 poison your/

/pleasure
 amnesia
 makes/

/my head light and i
 do not need the
 world/

/i want it why
 does he die
 every year and i/

/have nothing to
 say about that
 which i said i/

/will not
 name except
 now/