hand to mouth

shuffled
the hand touches
and turns
a card
where nobody
reads the future
a card
that doesn't say anything
incomprehensible images
silent words
in the spaces
between the teeth
the hand shakes
with the card
the card
quietly
handed out
like a fan
the hand touches
and turns other cards
but the hand
knows nothing
about what they say
the cards.

annunciation
closed word
broken window
thrush wing
sling stone
facade stone
late word
window
submarine
and the day hung
on the curtain
it's the same day
of yesterday
or the day before yesterday
and the same as always
it's always the same day
ever
the same day
you already read and ate
you forgot
almost...
this eternal day
himself
this day
that starts
without end
wasted hours
on the lattice
and in the closed mouth.

out of the mouth
is the fruit
from the lips
does not have the meat
of the desire that you bite
greedy for juices...
bark peels,
disembodied flesh,
core, seed, pip.
seed explosion,
juice disappears
in the bowels.
suck the blood
the sap and the saliva
of the open fruit
in wet crack.
take the milk
of the tough meat
of the ripe fruit.
hold in the mouth
the light emitted...
by forgotten fruit
in a corner of the room
there is a scream of fright!