Dionny Lyn

The heart hurts!

Disconfort

I have stumble upon myself
in front of the cracked mirror
of the sea…

It doesn’t make sense anymore!

Side effects

Is the middle of the night…
smoke and silence
in the bedroom…
ice Coffee…
memories…
Desperation…
roaches…
rats…
mosquitos…
heat…

I try reading for the tenth time The Little Prince under the low light that intents to throw me to the lacerated humid ceiling…

I decide to give kisses
to the 4x4 photo that you gave me
I don’t know if before or after going to the consulate…

My sister the Consuelo interrupts
Knocking on the door while repeatedly asking
if everything is ok!

I can’t answer!

I proceed to occupy your image…
Waking again agitated
by the security
of the Caribbean Cinema…

Nocturne discomfort

In this distance without distance…
You occupy everything.

Without you

In my insides…
Feed anguish the birds…
Buildings break down…

Trembles repeatedly…
Second by second…
The universo…

Die desalted
The bees at the edge
Of the moon.

Indelible

Have lost the scence the counters
Of happiness in the environment…

My mistakes killed me upfront…
I killed them on the back…

In the blind window… they load images
Flying ants… predicting the ways…
Denying miracles…

Everything disspears… less
Dionny Lyn…

Resignation

You are not a chapter in my life…
You are my life Dionni Lyn… my only
Great love…

If some day you get to forgive me
Save me of being without you…

If you don’t forgive me, I will
love you the same way and will learn to carry inside me the procession…