This is the poem of the two heads
SunCut Neckrest on the grass
Proud Headwent to the Australes
SunCut Necklet an insectflutter on your lips
and he slept for a moment
Proud Headtired of the tripshe pulled her lover off her feet
They were chattering for a long time
One storm followed the otherbut these heads had a lot to talk about
SunCut Neckjumped on the snow
and put his lipsover the swollen mouththat he boiled
over a hotbed of words
Their lives were counted
This was all they had to say to each othertheir lives their loves
The night he found themunder an icy block
-the wind howled in the white landscape-
"It is an omen"
Sun saidCut Neck
"Ignore"
Proud Headfelt panic
and clasped her ears in a long hug POEMA SIGUIENTE
This is the poem of the two heads
Sun
Cut Neck
rest on the grass
Proud Head
went to the Australes
Sun
Cut Neck
let an insect
flutter on your lips
and he slept for a moment
Proud Head
tired of the trip
she pulled her lover off her feet
They were chattering for a long time
One storm followed the other
but these heads had a lot to talk about
Sun
Cut Neck
jumped on the snow
and put his lips
over the swollen mouth
that he boiled
over a hotbed of words
Their lives were counted
This was all they had to say to each other
their lives their loves
The night he found them
under an icy block
-the wind howled in the white landscape-
"It is an omen"
Sun said
Cut Neck
"Ignore"
Proud Head
felt panic
and clasped her ears in a long hug
NEXT POEM
Este es el poema de las dos cabezas
Sol
Cuello Cortado
descansa sobre la hierba
Cabeza Soberbia
partió a los Australes
Sol
Cuello Cortado
dejó que un insecto
revoloteara en sus labios
y durmió un instante
Cabeza Soberbia
cansada del viaje
haló de los pies a su amante
Estuvieron parloteando un largo rato
Una tormenta siguió a la otra
mas estas cabezas tenían mucho de que hablar
Sol
Cuello Cortado
saltó sobre la nieve
y posó sus labios
sobre la boca tumefacta
que hervía
sobre un hervidero de palabras
Se contaron sus vidas
Esto era todo lo que tenían que decirse
sus vidas sus amores
La noche las encontró
bajo un bloque helado
-el viento ululaba en el paisaje blanco-
“Es un presagio”
dijo Sol
Cuello Cortado
“No hagas caso”
Cabeza Soberbia
sintió pánico
y entrechocaron sus orejas en un largo abrazo
