(September 27, 2013)
Don’t look, don’t think –shut up!
His arms, his lips –change subject!
Wants you, wants none.
What if? Why not?
Find him, search for –or not.
Breathe in, you’ll drown!
Blurt out! Self-hate.
Stinging eyes, clenched fists,
Break someone! Kiss their lips.
One, two, skip three –four, five,
There’s no six!
Jolts of joy, the panic sheer,
Run in circles, but standing still.
Don’t blink. No, blink!
Block image of him!
It is five! Five, the number’s five.
It burns, don’t scratch.
Close your eyes!
Push door twice!
–Adriana Martinez Traslosheros.