Unceremoniously, I step over the body…

My body.

I stare down into my eyes, lacking any expression,

Void of interest…of anything. 

Delivered by the rain, this gritty gift,

Forcing inner existence…

Doesn't get any easier,

As I step over another body,

This one my one, sin piernas.

A body sin alma, struggling to find my way

Anywhere.

The rain brings no more than ripples,

giving my face undeserved and disgusting

Peaks and valleys, remincient of 

Heaps of litter, who's constant ebbs

And flows keep all decency at a distance.

I put my knee on the cement,

Immediately the damp reaches my skin,

I stare into my eyes and listen to the drips,

Not only does inspiration escape me, but a 

Desire to live has gone the way of my rounds

Through the barrel and into the flesh of another,

Taking them with me, deeper and deeper.

Bodies everywhere, all mine, all parts of me…

A desperate search for the body where I truly rest,

Eternally.