······································hasta que cambie la luz
······································meceré despedida
··································· ··la hamaca sin empujón forjada en la soledad manuscrita muñeca rota de porcelana fría indocumentable es:
LUZBella
brilla en la penumbra
un paso
al desencantamiento
de cadenas
altero
sé
paro
suelto
y no soy, ni yo, ni el encanto
del luto desencadenado
·····································al LloVER
·····································ciego:
····································¿vislumbré mi sola voluntad?
·····································ni encendida
·····································o apagada
·····································interruptor llave paraíso
·····································tenue fuego de antaño
·····································noche de Luna Llena
·····································hiela
·····································quita aullidos
·····································era un día gris
·····································hipócrita que no vuelve
·····································me arroja mil
·····································voy sin voces
·····································yo, otra
·····································vez
·····································temporal
·····································sin velas
·····································que lúgubre rincón
·····································no pude perder
·····································te dejaré un pie detrás
·····································palpitando alas
·····································estoy lunática
·····································o sombría,
·····································eteromaníaca
·····································espero tu partida
·····································trasmitir
·····································despacio,
·····································espacio,
·····································ser