And womens breasts that glisten like eyes.

And the hours after lunch, when the students and priests are masturbating,

The big fat widows delirious from insomnia,

Translated by Mike Topp

Surround my solitary home,

In melancholy regiments,

Conspirators in pajamas

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After the weeks tedium, and the novels read in bed at night,

So, eternally,

And doctors glower at the husband of the young patient,

With gigantic flowers like mouth and teeth

And the early morning in which the professor, without a thought,

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Radiant summer brings out the lovers

Like a collar of palpitating sexual oysters

This twisted and breathing forest crushes me

And the animals mount each other openly,

With his ardent and sweaty palms that smell like cigarettes.

And the hoarse tomcats t９９lｉｂ•nｅthat cross my garden at night,

Pays his conjugal debt and eats breakfast,

A hum from the fondling of silk stockings,

Come together like bed sheets and bury me,

The night of the hunter and the night of the husband

The salary man, after a while,

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And now takes her to the miserable movies,

Fat and thin and happy and sad couples;

And to top it all off, the adulterers, who love each other truly

And he caresses her legs covered with sweet down

Enemies of my soul,

Has decisively fucked his neighbor,

On beds big and tall as ships:

Under the elegant coconut palms, near the ocean and moon,

And black roots like fingernails and shoes.

The young maricones and the horny muchachas,

And cousins play strange games with cousins,

And the bees smell of blood, and the flies buzz cholerically,