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To Fabiola ...

inevitably find in my soul
television news that you're getting married
and it is inevitable that sounds in my head requiem for the Fabiola
and all those songs that allegorically you remind me nacada
including Jenny Rivera Inolvidable.
Unforgettable. You. Ten years older than me.

I imagine that the East will be a good Vallet Parking parking
to know how well your heart
you no longer want to move more. I hope the East
is your Hi-Man, my precious Barbie,
your zombie for you, you bloodsucker, t & amp; desktop search; hive in my head.

do every night is wedding night, said Sabina. And I stay
ellipsis (...)

Plana, I do not key your daggers in the back, enjoy better
Dry Martinis, Nacho Vegas, Fairy and Andrew White
Camalaro,
and I, for one, do not ask me who is not an unconscious.

Hada, prepare yourself for the Poison Hadas ...
I get out of this devotion. With your feminism
penalty (penis) and your vagina
machismo and the flesh of your lips, running away from you being that you're so beautiful;
intentionality on reality,
thefemómeno phenomenal and esoteric (tu sensuality) Poyefabiola;
Sphyros light in your eyes:
perception
expands and contracts as the clash of bodies.

The saint, the blue demon, the cavernous, Fabiola "The Hurricane" Ramirez;
Hermelinda Linda singing José Alfredo
good makeup and tequila in hand.
Pythia, exclamation,
Philosopher's dark side of the moon. Yonki
you, drug, cure, friend.
I absolve you from all evil

with this poem and I bless you.