Adrift
Ever since I’ve been adrift I’ve been needing detergent.
Ever since I’ve been adrift I’m visited by redeemers,
traffickers and daydreams.
Like a squad of clouds dissolving.
Like a piece of ice
floating in nobody’s drink.
Cuartos de alquiler (2005)
{ Luis Enrique Belmonte, Pasadizo: Poesía reunida 1994-2006, Caracas: Monte Ávila Editores, 2009 }
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