Mèlancolie / Dayana Fraile

Mèlancolie


This sadness gets tangled in branches
                                                      hangs from plastic vines
silently penetrates me while I scream

Like all sacred beasts it adorns itself with cayennes
burns like a horizon in your palms
dabs itself with cucumber and honey masques

untamed                         rough
disorients the neighbors            carries stones in its mouth

savage
villainous

celebrates the road of the abyss
leaves no room for sleep
drinks water straight from jugs
listens to Chopin records well into the night




{ Dayana Fraile, Lianas de plástico, cuchillos de cartón y otras maneras de pasar el tiempo, 2009 }