Behold I Greet Today
(For Spanish translation click here)

Behold I greet today, I put on my collar and live,
superficial of fathomless steps from plants.
Such things I receive from man, rather such things leave me
from every hour of mine sprouts a distance.

What more do you want? Charmed.
Politically, my words
declare accusation through my lower lip
and economically,
when I turn back on the Orient.
I distinguish in the dignity of death for my visits.

I greet the unknown soldier with
the required normal laws,
the persecuted verse with dead ink
and the lizards which are in the same place every day
of their life and their death,
like those who do not do anything.

The time has a centipede fear of watches.

(Readers may title this poem whatever they wish)