I must pursue your body
as far as two bodies fight
—dangerous day has contact with light
that does not belong to it,
belonging to itself— possessed
to the degree that the demolition
does not forgive the sound of words
I must pursue your body
as far as the end of its streets
where greetings create corners with the wind
and the impossible security of known hands
gives life to wishes— constellations
in the single balance of the shadow
by Sergio Ortiz
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