La llorona
February 1997
I found you in a dream last night, bruised and on all fours
You wore a cotton nightdress and a string of tiger's claws
Your eyes were shot with rainbows, your cheeks were wet with spray
As you knelt within your waterfall and washed the world away
You beckoned me half-laughing, with sunlight in your hand
You told me you could save me: I knew that I was damned
So I knelt there in the thunder and kissed your open vein
For a second you were sacred, for an instant I was sane
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