"FACINGFACES 2002 - 04" SELECTED POETRY

JUÁREZ

Juárez,
where surrealism rules
or so one says,
pointing out signs
on rock and bark.

Where I only see
bloodstains
of another young life
smashed.

Yes I do
visit the ladies bars
and wonder
whom will she marry first:
the narco or the politician?
What difference is there anyway
Both selling opium to the people.

Yes I do
buy chiclets from children lost
and wonder if ever they'll help
to chase the bitter taste on my lips
in fear of finding them
dead on the street.

Juárez,
where I live
and dream,
or at least
try to fulfill my dreams,
however too often haunted
by the indescribable

Surrealism?
Escapism?

Quien sabe!
Me vale madre

Gino d'Artali
Belgium
copyright.2002