Darkness
Is the book with torn-out pages.
Is the smoke that school buses emit.
Is the grimace of the moisturizing cream salesman.
Stalks you, licks your feet, offers you candy.
Is smoked, dreamed, and paid with credit.
Cuartos de alquiler (2005)
{ Luis Enrique Belmonte, Pasadizo: Poesía reunida 1994-2006, Caracas: Monte Ávila Editores, 2009 }
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