Bluebird and Other Tattoos by Luna Miguel
selections from Bluebird and Other Tattoos by Luna Miguel
Red Bull Without Sugar
Because it’s june and very hot
in my soul.
better than to watch
To read love poems?
than the pleasure
of a fellatio
that is not me to
that is not me
I masturbate wrong.
Pretend an orgasm.
I write for those who know
I have one breast bigger than the other.
So men caress the one that is
They are smart.
It’s an animal instinct.
my tit purple from bites
from the cold
Only you are perfect
he prefers the smell of shit
to the smell of
he and the perfect defect
of his warm chin
from his warm touch
from his sterile I love you.
The neon always hits my shirt
and crosses the crystals
of the transport in which I habit.
Spin and turn like the fear in my stomach
the day may sixth 2009
at eight hundred hours,
during the accident.
I forget the present kilometer.
I hear the dizziness of who does not travel.
Here panic does not exist:
I recognize my reflection in the crystals,
I ask him the poem to write at night
the tragedy to write tonight
with what fear to write tonight.
New Muses portrayal and they give me
the last verse:
Recovered time on public transport.
Bluebird and Other Tattoos by Luna Miguel is now available from Scrambler Books.
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