Antes que se cumpla el año
Drowned in my hands.
frantically began to absorb liquid from the cold
prostration of the shadow;
my hands drowned his existence. Dusk
hands,
went out the mandates of the end of a life, and I looked
eyes as I watched his eyes and his look-
was
in the depths of my being that
drowned as his being drowned in my hands
And the terrible strength that surrounded us,
and loneliness accidental drowning us
And the advent of all things drown into oblivion.
was too.
Let it be the year. I wait sitting
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