You, Pablo Haedo
Trying to save your father
From the slithering snake
But oil burst from its flesh
The repulsive smell impregnated
In the core of your fleshy skin
Black repugnant night and day
It would not go away
Repugnance, nausea
You were trying to save your father
What a price to pay for life:
Losing smell by smelling
Now food has no taste.
Luz doesn’t wear perfumes.
No lingering baby smells.
When the snake died,
You were the true deceased,
The unfortunate one
You, Marina Haedo
Trying to save your father
From his destiny
Alzheimer’s is quick,
But full of agony.
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