Big boy you fray me like cathedrals,

You hurl me like the orchids, and in our marauder’s hearts,

Chambers of eternal duels where the old railings vibrate,

Respond the echoes from your De Profundis.

I have you hair, Ocean! your hands and your somersaults,

My spirit finds them again in you. This smile to the sea

From the fallen man, full of insults and old songs,

I intend it to smile in the immensity of the sea.

Come and please me, o Night! Without these stars

Don’t let the light speak a known language.

The vehicle I’m looking for is wide and alive, and the night, and the nude!

But the arms of bridges, have they worked as well

Where we would live, jailed in my eye for miles?

Disparate beings in front of everyday glances...