a tribute the recently deceased poet Gonzalo Rojas, reproduce this disturbing yet beautiful poem of his.
WATER TO GIVE YOUR DEAD
GIVE YOUR water to the dead, all
throw him dead water, all
the entire fresh water GIVE YOUR muerterÃo,
mother water
to go
as orchids or
like butterflies across
of the stars,
beyond weed
of unreality, to see
if the resurrection was finally
resurrection or the crazy
Artaud but was not very
that call God.
"Shut up,
body ciérrate
your closeness, attempts
to yours, what more
you will be shortage in large asphyxia
already there will be water
that Friday stealth: water,
not air but water,
water, water, water no longer speak the cooing
of origin or
wash you or kiss you or
inside or outside, dry
him, empty
have been, it
that was more mother than your mother when amniosis,
and before
even earlier.
fish in order
eighty times no one left, will
3 spines: the
schizo of thinking,
bloody love,
the poisonous after birth.
Gonzalo Rojas
Gonzalo Rojas Center Virtual Cervantes (biography, anthology, written)
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