Suddenly on the shelf there's a
wait
look
crooked pigeon, cooing.
y en el fuego de su ojo
encased in glass
una bailarina amorfa y bella
esperando.
I'm a log floating down
bobbing
dark
a river of coconut milk.
Hold me, please:
Smile-
Who are you?
who, me? Soy la princessa de pomelo y mora
Soy parecido a tu mama
pero mas joven.
And you?
Do you need a new friend?