YUNA UR
The blacksmith sew your mhytos in my córnea
Fils du sand
Filios que cavan la estrechez cenicero
Pared versada en dacryon and copper lush
Yurna sacrantis voltante
U´r the crest(fallen) dew of gin
Brocade sirenic: choir in bohemian pearls
U took thee temple of my voice
y la sublimaste
Thou pearls of eden
Honey of joy and reflection could not be any more destructive
U took my symptoms of paperink, my uncutted heart symbol
from wasser and dive into a rosefield of pain and dust
From Bergen, Delhi or Samaná UR came cloaked in sin
UR before chats baudelairics
Far before Milton´s six winged angel
For there were merely sag shades, wilted moonclocks
Liquidity nomenclatures streetburied
UR everlasting like faceless dice
Yurna euphonic vaibrantiz
U´r my god dethroned in the midleages
Xaragua carcasa de río espiral
Humareda verbalizando matanza
Cemí color espada castilla
Calor hambre y cadenas
(sangre tuvo ningún punto final, Caín, recuerdas?)
Areito hijos de posguerra
Coca publicista muchachos
Pobre Cemí, nadie le dijo que dios era blanco!
Calor hambre y canela
Blood was just a ship
SLAVEMANSHIP!
Blood Yuna blood
Let ignite my heresy in Whitesnow sleep
Pobre Cemí, nadie le dijo que dios era blanco!
Land´s goldenfeast Columbus vampirized
Plot´s set on behique´s foretelling beach
Palma su mano / clorofilicsand his veins
Shall be dead at ursuper´s edge
Shall be my blood dead before birth
Pobre Cemí, nadie le dijo que dios era blanco!
Yurna sacrantis voltante
Thou hast verve riverborn
For mon fils are me
Porque mis oscuros vástagos sont chats aegyptus
Noche ciega de astros
Matrona del gen lapislázuli
Papiro de carne montuna que dentre los dientes
la selva fumaste
Maldito sonoro candelabro de hiel
Slaveship daughters in wich murky minerals kissed
Thorn like
Full of dread
Veillessness furias copulan vapores nimbus para sarcófagos salitre
Respiro silabas turquesa, madre
Respiro hemófagos abstractos en la noche espiral
Persigo el rastro tenue de Yurna hasta que voluble
trueca a rivera
mon fils du sand art mortem
mon fils du sand are words that narcoleptic
breath blood vapors from the temple
¿Are thou Yuna? (ask the madman).
9/03/09
Fils du sand
Filios que cavan la estrechez cenicero
Pared versada en dacryon and copper lush
Yurna sacrantis voltante
U´r the crest(fallen) dew of gin
Brocade sirenic: choir in bohemian pearls
U took thee temple of my voice
y la sublimaste
Thou pearls of eden
Honey of joy and reflection could not be any more destructive
U took my symptoms of paperink, my uncutted heart symbol
from wasser and dive into a rosefield of pain and dust
From Bergen, Delhi or Samaná UR came cloaked in sin
UR before chats baudelairics
Far before Milton´s six winged angel
For there were merely sag shades, wilted moonclocks
Liquidity nomenclatures streetburied
UR everlasting like faceless dice
Yurna euphonic vaibrantiz
U´r my god dethroned in the midleages
Xaragua carcasa de río espiral
Humareda verbalizando matanza
Cemí color espada castilla
Calor hambre y cadenas
(sangre tuvo ningún punto final, Caín, recuerdas?)
Areito hijos de posguerra
Coca publicista muchachos
Pobre Cemí, nadie le dijo que dios era blanco!
Calor hambre y canela
Blood was just a ship
SLAVEMANSHIP!
Blood Yuna blood
Let ignite my heresy in Whitesnow sleep
Pobre Cemí, nadie le dijo que dios era blanco!
Land´s goldenfeast Columbus vampirized
Plot´s set on behique´s foretelling beach
Palma su mano / clorofilicsand his veins
Shall be dead at ursuper´s edge
Shall be my blood dead before birth
Pobre Cemí, nadie le dijo que dios era blanco!
Yurna sacrantis voltante
Thou hast verve riverborn
For mon fils are me
Porque mis oscuros vástagos sont chats aegyptus
Noche ciega de astros
Matrona del gen lapislázuli
Papiro de carne montuna que dentre los dientes
la selva fumaste
Maldito sonoro candelabro de hiel
Slaveship daughters in wich murky minerals kissed
Thorn like
Full of dread
Veillessness furias copulan vapores nimbus para sarcófagos salitre
Respiro silabas turquesa, madre
Respiro hemófagos abstractos en la noche espiral
Persigo el rastro tenue de Yurna hasta que voluble
trueca a rivera
mon fils du sand art mortem
mon fils du sand are words that narcoleptic
breath blood vapors from the temple
¿Are thou Yuna? (ask the madman).
9/03/09
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