SUB (Castilian version) 
Curfew
As militants blindfolded all day
spied
earthling approach through the cracks of the sheets. Driven from the shed
Mars
hands
seeking a safe space, without air or light- Wet-eyed
refracted in the colors of mummies, the shock of feeling
out outside the body designed to quiet
other Milky Way.
Someone came after the steps were quickened and multiplied the faces
there was no other option than moving
ran because he had to take shelter
or endure.
The Playboy
hid Uncle has no leaves. Tanta
demanding stiff hollow
current height of the subway
a voluntary withdrawal or suicide
Gnomish in the rafters, the girl
top shelves upright
senses
from the stench of plaster payos
that just a night to fall sprays
mangled remains of tanned skin, his bottle of coca
and wall light. Such eminence
fragile hollow
overlapping approving the involuntary return taxi
egotistical or sanity in the asphalt, the girl beat
corner breakable
ignores balms
between
eager hands that just a dance for motels
that stands
integrated gloves notices subjects
crust edges
and tendon.
Shame And it was at rest imbibe
bat echoes fade in the thickets
as passengers
recreated by the nuances of the landscape corvo,
- what we deserve restless animality, where yields chaos
their efforts?
... I was asleep in the skin of the steps
another body ... then she went
ministries in the footsteps of an indigo child.
Capturing the homo habilis
lava sheath
to return to stoop
a mansion anointed. Cracking the string
his homo in the closet herectus
and larvae in the skin.
Where are the pipes, the vertices
lost the test? Who
will return the body?
How much reason have the cartilage to think
stream water? How much, knowing the fish for brook?
twitching and tow,
that movement of the crucible in the hustle
Avenue. Monkey advertising. The inexorable cortex
subliminal
the sapiens sapiens.
artificial respiration were expecting the nurse
straight, as if healing was returning to the myth
conical horn
world after
believed in something beyond the headache ... ... And so
got deep into the skin of every shade
the envelope of their creeds
pendulum and the collapse of the fingers in the bud. Someone had to be assisted
continue to wait for another
fever,
as the old.
As a cartoon flaccid
schools wind up for a spider decomposition
chick on her tummy, kissing
a rancid taste, lightning
things that have the language to sink
dose.
She wanted to know if I could shave,
if there was milk in the basket
and where the poster ended up the miles, the remaining steps
the next town.
A facial gesture of caution in the tent
said more than wet
jaws of the storm,
contiguous green poison
intuition hallucinating at the edge of dry creek. She
finger again ... I just tried to retrieve the flashlight.
Tropic of amphetamines
fluorescent chemistry
demolished,
by crucibles kept
foci in the tonsils,
Christ looks at us from a box bygone
and clarity of their cracking
ice skates up the center of the earth
sobbing by the shadow of the skeleton
the skeleton of a tube
his panting, any accident.
We are not the same,
before the company remains unfathomable,
under the petticoat, yet nothing had been frozen, since this sequence
hallucinate as eels undernourished
lucubrations
skating rink to collapse the bulb buoyant
hole to surrender at last to the suggestive
euphony of
and return sparks.
Where are the articulated dolls, clowns
and melon seeds germinate in March
wanted? Before eating
thought if debris will be seen in the background
who decorate their legs,
or bottom of the rubble that invents
again.
Minuendo
lip pencil Pain
genitals garment.
Bolivian girl in the window
infant clay removes the dome without documents. Today
not sell boots and kisses ...
only swans and dildos,
there we can disperse the rest.
GRIPS
Epi
on
Any containing a sheet on another sheet
will have become substance.
How many times wanted to go back to being plant
and conform to the drop hole dripping nose
deck that going inside and rails are in the domes
gangrene?
This stem asleep, this root tropical ...
The sap baby, now have to take care of sap!
Acro
It falls the latest sign of the zero digit compared to
splashing black pogo
this pool
scaly skin.
wrist was melted down in the intention Greek
Crimp
stones
blind ... the hair falls out.
Geo
Terrified by the hysteria of humus
preludes friction. What spelling ominous
urgent? We piled
blood and clots.
The oracle, severed, what water flows?
Because no other seminal in the cortex, No.
The foam, the bread crumbs
hands, hands tied to the meridians
foot to head
polarized parallel
and dick in the mud.
Inter
From this side of the wall
can still hear my neighbor
moan after a rusty-collar rock and rattle
cradle and the whistle of a kettle
and a crying
child makes while
proclaimed its existence.
the other side of the wall
only this silence.
Sub
navel guttural spasm
happened in the blood that runs through the
around in Recoleta, the threshold of the scanner
there
emptied by the thread, sullen, the environment. Never mind
rerun
to return to the memory queue climbing rickety
the subject.
She still believes in the invisible
lost in the street as crowded, spherical,
lives wrapped in foil ostensible
fish skin and believes that the water covers
or more than that,
the rapture of another link
willing to encapsulate the dowry figural
assume that everyone else we walk below.
Supra
beetles that eat beetles that eat brains
sexes and communion of preferring
report on the cusp of unspecific sequence,
what we said, what could not say what
we should be saying.
Cotton in the ears to not hear the snoring
or even touching your choice. Your
hammock lend it to Cosme ...
until the food runs out or come
the exterminator.
Hetero
As a greengrocer in the mind breaking
dissociated from the slices in the hemispheres
mandarins, your tits
wet flies under
all things. We used
ruined the emotional Sphinx
some seed, peel die-cut chance
we swore all the juice and returned
to germinate in the dust.
Neo
As a child stranded in the plaza
that the bug secretes tour that swings,
puts the world in a bag and smell it settles
and triggers your belly button with the index
suicide suicide
to the spokes of a bicycle packed.
Now find the keys in the soup
the motivation faded as he wants to be
when large
shelter drill retracted into the layers of a pear
night portraits of silence
assembled a rag doll
voice that keeps running away to the shore.
As a place stuck in the bug
the child presumed bias
immensity of what remains.
Ex
Strain
a grain of sand through the fissure of the crow,
courted drums and rang to the skies raged
stray barrels of grids.
step into the showers will be restored
sequential specifications, will have to muzzle them this time,
dance, dance, dance ... Why? Moisturize
petticoat to go to see a supernova burst
where
or leaving a swarm unnerved.
The vassal added end of the thread to sleep
been known does not dream to latch the socks
plot the depth of the precipices
with the martyrdom of his coalition gaunt, ruined by the nectar
ulcer than it was last night
last night and some other perennial darkness.
was agreed that when sucking whores sentenced him becoming,
and rakes of skin, furrows
stench left by the tongue. This pristine
Dutch in Amsterdam
petted then threw the holes raven
morning to drop overlapped by the thresholds of the eye.
Holo Will nothing covering
nothing that makes everything that precedes it contains at all?
Will the noise of thunder that wakes us
not see the light?
PULSE
Habit
uncompromising holy hands, you were
the bandaged
that prayed, cactus
suspended as loose
water stink shroud segment,
the wrath of the scissors
graceful ways to dissipate in the wilderness of dark cutting.
not grab the monuments, not vomit!
The Madame is asleep, as delivered
to dream awake,
the glow of reflection.
Everyone wanted to be sluts, shake
conical holes,
behind the mirrors split without a kiss
violence rafter and nail pain
made skin.
Is there anything to say after God?
Is it just that no
said before what happened?
lifeless thing that does not occur
, widower
plaster wood
unsociable
weighed marble or too stormy
of intercourse in the tub.
This decay
this order
confused with everything we wanted and could not be
. Now we condemn
oil spilled liquid neck rumor
devoted to the phalanx and noise
hollow toothbrush.
pain metals
aspirinetas A wind that brings in saunas
Sures is all you need this oxygen for designing hydrogen
...
And one spot with quince
scattered waves,
the pole of a woman emerged
I forgot the map blending
air conditioned by the unusually cold
a tongue ring.
Springs
seek
floats inanimate lights at night like a carnival
Pichincha postponed.
The interlude
bitter blow
hourglasses
embedded in the coffee prepared by Mom for giving me something more
after dinner.
Another woman who opens her hands without the seals
grieving the glans,
other separatist drive
world in communion with the fingers on his worn
corner.
children who were deserted path of a sewer
affected corrosion rust.
We had slept much that night
Neither the ancestral punishment may restrain the nose, the cleft
repaired roofs and tapered away towards things
prevented the feat.
Everything smelled like shit in the anointing of the time our house
omission from hollowed means pretending gestures, progressive convalescence
neuralgia egg-zygote
gestation of chaos uniquely
tired of grabbing the potential of a body that never comes,
the defendants glitter at the door of the caskets.
Someone call the offer is not dispositive intent.
infants succumb then along a clock anesthetized, brave kids
the land, his orphan
complicity with rag balls
tricycles and stray dogs. We used to boil
later in the vacant
serve as an offering
alcohol evaporated and the sun threw us to imagine no outline figures
poles that support a fire
plexus amphibian embryo.
Devore in the quiet but cryptic
capture by the nail heading
emulated different
the nether world
egg and another man closed his fists
with blood lumped at the ends, another attack genital
in the communion of the fingers, worn
the angle of each finger.
Crow The trend is based on the figurehead, alters the meaning
alert depth. Lack of shadows
not look white.
footpath or
Cross
also depends on the concrete
risk crossing
linear or not.
... and was licking
desert until the sand runs out
to overcome the wire suture
lips a haggard drawings that cross the language. Be
the other side is like going back to this
when the lights go
without clothes hooks
plumb in the silent coyote canines
and forget everything in the dream omens
chewable
annihilated and Chicano ballads deported.
Frontón
What
demand another heaven on earth provides
in hot lime walls where bounced
time to sink and rise
to draw the path of a parabola absent
raw, macerated
price of a Japanese pumpkin without any vassal
can keep the change.
Scalona Marcelo Words
If every writer is characterized by the gift of strangeness, that is strongly enhanced in Fabricio Simeoni, its natural condition to be encapsulated, divested of his mobility, he gives to his nature, a diversion, a rarity even greater that of which we spoke gatocordero Kafka. If the poet is a particularly significant set against significant others, in the case of Simeoni, deformation or transgression of traditional norms is reinforced through a provocative taste arbitrary, bizarre, baroque, bizarre, euphonious, full of temptations so strong and visual display as a liquid, which also trickles.
Following more and more faithfully in the footsteps of his beloved Nestor Perlongher, it cleaves subtle irony to kitsch, outdated debunks any whiff of modernism and add all sorts of interpretations, many of them sound, but always on top of other surreal, dreamlike, unsuspected impossible, divergent, the result of dream, desire and often of their own organs, moods and frenzies exacerbated by the still throbbing.
The condition of being strange poet, is radicalized in Fabricio. What does not walk, obviously, it works inside and runs to the dictates of the phrase: the eros of life is movement, pictures overflowing opposed materials, ebbs and flows, claims for and against, and through some failure or the daily horror is always lurking corrosion of the joke, the absurd, unreal. SUB speaks of a life that is elsewhere: a Martian, an indigo child, homo sapiens, a Drogón, a children's doll, a prisoner, a buried, a dying man. Its author, obviously, lies elsewhere, perhaps more human, medullary, introversial than many. Simeoni
Nobody like these poems, you can talk about a life that runs beneath the surface, normal or established. And that is that both semantics as to form. SUB fits comfortably into the neobarroso opened by Lezama Lima and Perlongher.
Simeoni is a subject that (curiously), is "to" other significant compared to traditional poetry. Perhaps because he has managed to make fun of fate.
