DEAF GLANCE (Mexico)
In the streets of Mexico
A dry wind, a mixture of dust and gasoline
Carries your bones
In every corner
A horrendous beauty awaits you
The labyrinth of Mexico traps your walks
To never find its oasis
Nor it's exit
The streets of Mexico swallow and spit you
A woman with a skull head
All smiles and breast
She knows what you want
Before you say it
She has been waiting for you
::an eternity::
And now you are with her
Forever a part of Mexico
-Cambre, 2013