I Write
I write to scare off debt collectors
and to slip through the cracks of grey days
I write to understand those who suddenly lose their voice
and to listen to the cord played by the desert wind
and to lose what I have and to win and lose again
I write so the gypsies will take me with them.
Cuartos de alquiler (2005)
{ Luis Enrique Belmonte, Pasadizo. Poesía reunida 1994-2006, Caracas: Monte Ávila, 2009 }
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