imagine we can schedule our own death?

i’d make sure i’d have a fresh set for the casket.

maybe ill get them gold to match my decaying undertones...

if the last appointment left for death was tomorrow,

seria una muerte en vedado.

and the last grip i’d get

is a chunk of ur lips

squeezed between my acrylics.

but i miss my momma

she’s a subtle lady,

she only gets gel.

the last scent i’d want is a wiff of her smell

paloma picasso is all that i know as unconditional comfort

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Made this while missing my mom and starting to fall in love.

Between topic, protagonist and environment transitions throughout the documentary, The Rainbow Around the Moon (El Arcoiris Alrededor de la Luna) will have interludes that consist of fusions of Cuban-made instrumentals with my poems, like the one above, recited over them. The visuals are abstract footage filmed from my Cuban burner phone.