Your Fingertips Have Green Eyes

we are two blind people infiltrated one in another two white lost words in a phrase understood by nobody we try to find each other but we'll never find us we mix sharp and rebel syllables in a sigh strangled by infirmities my breast buds know braille your fingertips have green eyes our arms began to lengthen snakes You twirl me you get under my skin burn me you unzip me from my bones from my blood you uncoil me your palms crushes me just to give birth again to another woman with the same soft mouth with the same blind eyes