... y luego entra el diablo y se come tu alma.
BROKEN-FACE GARGOYLES
ALL I can give you is broken-face gargoyles. It is too early to sing and dance at funerals, Though I can whisper to you I am looking for an undertaker humming a lullaby and throwing his feet en a swift and mystic buck-and-wing, now you seet and now you dont't. Fish to swim the pool in your garden flashing a speckled silver, A basquet of wine-saps filling your room with flame-dark for your eyes and the tang of valley orchards for your nose, Such a beautiful pail of fish, such a beautiful peck of apples, I cannot bring you now. It is too early and I am not footloose yet. I shall come in the night when I come with a hammer and saw. I shall come near your window, where you look out when your eyes are open in the morning. And there I shall slam together bird-houses and bird-baths for wing-loose wrens and hummers to live in, birds with yellow wing tips to blur and buzz soft all summer, So I shall make little fool homes with doors, always open doors for all and each to run away when they...
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