A HOLE Poem by Héctor Rojas Herazo
A HOLE
I ask the fat shopkeeper
in all seriousness:
"Are you God, sir?"
And he answers me
while he cuts small pieces of ham,
while his eyes
die little by little:
"No, I am not God, but I know him."
"What's he like?" I ask him.
And he answers: "He is so and so."
And he gives me his size, weight and measurements
Tuesday, January 8, 2019
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