Extinction

 

If you come ever
know that the derailed lane
brims on mosquitoes, gutters and flies

If ever you think to come
learn how hushes and gasps
narrate being unto their webs
remembering that this line is not a body here
neither a letter an agency

If you come ever and need to stay
try to know why dead bodies live here
to breathe from a gap, a hole

that is not magical but a surrendering sight.

 

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