Natura Morta

The new day has hurt me

Half-eye light closed

I don’t know how far I’ll be able to hold out but I tell myself

The more you prick the less it hurts

I am like a still life at last

Something is growing strongly inside

I feel the dust falling on me and I say to myself

Better to hide, before the damn thing comes out

Night sun, badly wounded like a bambi

No it doesn’t hurt

“Natura morta” from Guillamino’s album Fang, Bankrobber, 2011