Today I lied to you
and recognize it does not
spare me from my sins.
This sermon is not
on the mount,
not this epitaph
my other cheek.
I prefer the Gulag+
of my Sunday reading.
To the ice** that your 24
years old body insinuates.
The seven on the Richter scale***
of your emotions, no longer
raises (at your will) my heart.

*Popular expression in Cordoba (Arg) “See you in Jupiter” more than “maybe” means “never again” .
+ The emptiness.
**By know you should know it. I drink my Ron neat.
***Earthquake scale.

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