I though you smelled like algae
Smouldered like that green stuff in unoccupied houses
As far as blurry associations go
You stay unoccupied, with
Mothballs forgotten in your coat and short skirts
I could have fucked you slowly
Thinking of blabber and bowls of pork
Goat eyes in a bloodbath
I fucked you as a child eats powdered milk
Unaware of th imminent diarrhoea
I came two minutes later
Having taken the first one and a half softening
Your unoccupied house.
Curiosity Mars could not find mirth
In your vulva if it was on Earth.
What was that light inside you?
The light of an unexplained swamp.
If I used to write you bad poetry
Imitating my Spanish heroes
It was from how your skin glowed
Like an amphibian covered in red dust.
It was you who took the hand of a child expecting love.