Julio Was a Bad Animal

Have you seen

have you really seen

the snow

the stars

the plush steps of the breeze

Have you touched

have you really touched

the plate

the bread

the face of the woman you adore

Have you lived

like a blow to the head

the shock

the gasp

the fall

the flight

Have you known

in every pore of your knowing skin

how your eyes

your hands

your sex

your soft heart

must be thrown away

must be mourned away

must be invented once more all over again