El que está siempre / Rafael Cadenas

The one who’s always

The one who’s always
remaking himself doesn’t have a language,
contains himself, babbles, takes notes.
This is how he tries to love himself.
Wears a costume over the storm
with his errands,
the coming and going between gathered
words, as if they could
ever be a floor.
Maybe an honest
concurrence would protect him
from its cold.




{ Rafael Cadenas, Sobre abierto, Valencia, España: Editorial Pre-Textos, 2012 }