I adore its name

By espacioreal | elespacioreal | 20 Oct 2024

There is a species that is slowly dying out

it is the species of creatures that worship the stars.
I adore its name,
although other men who are also lovers
call it something else,
I call it
Star
and I feel in my tongue the venereal metaphysics of
its infinity. When it is night
I go out to smoke in the patio
and I look at them one by one,
and in the bones of the human sternum I feel
a goat nodding,
wanting to run away. I don't know where.

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