Confession
I inhabit the zone where flesh and spirit
compete like two old rivals
I survive the disasters
lulled by beautiful specters
My idol! I confide the disorder of my tongue
to the absurd force of your maxims
I speak of the illnesses that concern me
I am my only judge
I am the only auditorium that celebrates my works
The bird that laments itself in the tree of paradise
transmitting its enigma to me
only my ear languishes listening to its message
Fantasmas y enfermedades (1961)
{ Francisco Pérez Perdomo, El hilo equívoco de los vocablos. Antología poética, Caracas: Monte Ávila Editores, 2014 }
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