Navaja I:1-6. Cristiant M. Texcahua

1 Y he aqu� que el acero
entr� en mis venas.

2 Mecaniz�ndome.

3 Tom� mi cuerpo cobrizo
como objeto hedonista.
Encerr� la juventud,
di� fin a los embriones.

4 La navaja desnud� a Dios,
le ofreci� mi sangre.

5 Y Dios trag� la ofrenda, se rompi� las manos al caer.

6 La hoja tiene manos celestes
como trofeo...
lluvia dorada
sobre el acero.

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Blade I: 1-6.   Cristiant M. Texcahua

1 And there was steel
inside my veins.

2 Mechanizing me.

3 It took my copperish body
as a hedonist object.
It locked youth,
finished embryos.

4 The blade undressed God,
it offered him my blood.

5 And God swallowed the offering,
and broke his hands when He fell.

6The blade has heavenly hands
as a trophy...
golden rain
over steel.