Santa Fe Poetry Broadside: Carlos Martinez, Untitled

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Carlos Martinez

Untitled

Shining gate glitters from the light of the bulbs.
The bedroom balcony looks like very rigid
It looks like it has been sawed by a fierce tiger.

As I walk on the sand a crab emerges from the water
It pinches me and it feels like I have just stepped on a nail
Blood flows from my foot like water pouring out of a faucet.

The wind blows like a broom sweeping the dust away.
It is near dusk and the sun starts to dim.
Then the sun falls like it was a nail being hit with a hammer.

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Issue #10, June, 1999 :
Santa Fe Poetry Broadside.