telepathic taco shop piropos
(part one from the homeless man)

Mmmmm Mamasita!  No sabes.
you cross the street
without seeing me
ignoring
my thoughts
but look this night
to all morenas who
want to fly away
as dreamers soñadoras
on top of piropos
that are kind and gentle,
just look at this homeless man
this night
just look at me
with one look then nurture my existence
because tonight
i tell you there is something different
tonight i am an arrow...
sharp.
salute my glance apparitional
woman with a name
somehow truth is always confession
so my glace will tell you
" i'm alone
  like water
    without a wave
open
   without
ink
     i sit
stare
    alone
into the street
my eyes
follow nothing
feel nothing
the goose bumps
of solitude
the bones
of rectitude
tonight i feel
to tell you
my life is in
a revolving door
a situation
where i am
always among strangers."

(part II the woman with a name says)

!yo soy las morenas
     soñadoras
that want to fly
on top piropos
gentle and kind
one who turns foil from
gum wrappers
into precious metals
  found on streets,
tonight i receive
your piropo of truth
because
tonight i am a ghost
transparent
  and like to choose
my messages
  without feeling
 uncomfortable because
i believe in silent
magical telepathic piropos
   so sir we are the same
i too
am "Alone
like water
without a wave
    open
without
   ink
i sit
   stare
     alone
into the street
my eyes
follow nothing
feel nothing
   the goose bumps
of solitude
the bones
of rectitude
tonight i feel
to tell you
my life is in
  a revolving door
a situation
   where i am
always among strangers."
For this moment
  we are the same
under a broken street lamp
   we are pieces
of the street
  and i'm comfortable with
your magical piropo
  because i'm a ghost
and you're the arrow
  and we are the unspoken histories
of our time.
cjackoleanlópez1994