"Today I just felt like being merry
being myself without further suspicion
nor other rationale
than my body truth and letting my tongue say
whatever it had to say, if anything at all.
Or at least try, without indulging in
heroic thinking, that melodramatic tongue of mine
from a strange Castilia, or a Castilian tongue
from the twenty-first century.
Today I just felt like forgetting terms,
their sound and foam,playing with other voices of these times
pulsating underneath
to forget it all, even my stockings,
and, if possible, my head as well..."
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