Remains

Remains
In front of my mortal remains
in front of my obscure rottenness
as Baudelaire said it,
I'm the echo of the echoes.
I did not have very long bones,
but fort and white they were
my skilful teeth pulverized raw meat,
loudly definite ...
Remains,
remains,
remains,
remains,
skin by feeding well in life
long blond curly hair, my abrupt skull even preserves
decomposed fingers with tendon vestiges
the whole life playing guitar, my flexible and rapid fingers were,
the whole life playing guitar, my flexible and rapid fingers were.
Decomposed fingers with tendon vestiges
the whole life playing guitar, my flexible and rapid fingers were,
the whole life playing guitar, my flexible and rapid fingers were.
Remains, is just an idea of what I was
remains, my degraded image,
remains.



Credits
Writer(s): Julian David Trujillo Moreno
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