un nuevo poema
este es un nuevo poema
a kind of hearing
able of underground water
able to be all ears
all hairs listening
he says, if that is not seeing
then I don't know what it is
if tracking in the dark is not hearing
then I don't know what it is
if that is not the proof
of headless thinking
of underground reason
of scented reason
a naked thought like those of plants
nothing between them and the world
a kingdom that doesn’t run from itself
like animals