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Alcoholismo II

He left without saying goodbye,
simply did not return.

We search. We
swollen belly, yellow eyes
,
his trembling fingers.
seek your walking crooked, their voices hoarse
,
grabs,
his delusions.

We looked at other faces lonely
under bridges, in doorways
,
in banks,
in parks,
in the field.

We looked at churches, soup kitchens
in solidarity,
in fights,
in begging door to door.



We seek to find a cool summer day
strangled with his own hands.