15-06-23 Deck Of Cards – One Quick Blink

This is the first poem and second image from the new book


Deck of Cards

The angels of lime
come unraveled at a vibration
of chance and breakfast.

The demons were concealing sands
when they discovered
the spirit
of explosions.

Demons, angels
go on picking up what corresponds to each
from the deck
of the afterworld:

From fatigue comes the star,
from the rose the rivers,
from the hand the path
…and from the white nets
the blackness of homicide.

David Huerta

Translated by Mark Schafer



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