Mandar un cohete a la luna

                                                                      Letras

                                                         Atraviesan la columna

                                                                      Una      

 

                                            Coma rota cruza las manos histéricas

                                                                   Sostiene

                                                Su  pecho                 Dos lágrimas

                                                                   Debajo

                                         Hechicero de polvos en nariz dislocada

                                                                    Sufre

                                          Impúdico ve sin resistencia y no mira

                                                                  Clavos

                                          Ataduras de oscura cara me abrazan 

                                                                 Manto

              

                                           Piernas                                    Y cola

                      Esconden                                                              Tu nombre

        Ya es hora.                                                                                          Despega.

Silvia Cámara 2012