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Bellveser Ricardo Poem (Recital El Salto Mystic)





DECATHEXIS

consciousness grows more the closer
is the body of end of the dock.

Avanza while the body is dying

its way, tries to leave, walking

and overflowing with his last breath,

deep expiration of a hot air.

I've seen in the dying, when the face

tapers, stretch lips, sinks,

the breath thick and so begins

dense flight. The thing is behind

down in the shadow lost in bed

and then runs away and explodes

in the room, Temple of byes.

At that moment the seething consciousness

like a nightmare, in the depths,

lifetime and rapid marches,

step by step, which passes in a bad dream.

all means, then, and everything is judged.

When she escapes, the rest is just

chrysalis unconscious in bed,

sterile an object to be consumed.

The big moment: the proximity

of light.

Ricardo Bellveser