Evil Woman. Poem by Sara Iglesias

I forgot you without knowing you,

remembering you, I bring you back to life

I tell you what you don't want to know

When I have hidden the truth



I show the indomitable

I incarcerate what you want to see

I've always told you

I'm an evil woman



My thoughts catch me

remembering your feelings

I try to erase

Your agonic beat



I am the rose you don't want to touch

Sweet and intoxicating petals of carmine

Like the desert bramble I will cut you down,

With deceiving thorns,

You will burn in sorrow with the beauty and cunning of two

Your wound will fester with my spite and grudges



I will hurt your skin

To sink my intention

I lull myself in your blanket

To set this outburst free.



Like the boa of the Orinoco

in the night I lurk,

choking broken promises,

strangling falsehood,

that of the city curtains,

With  perched suits and watches 

Of lunches at the Ritz

And champagne soirees.