The sun will purify my sight.
My eyes will be like falling stars.
The blue of the sky will be white.
The palm trees will disappear.
My eyes will mirror the darkness.
I won’t contemplate sunsets.
I will look good in dark sunglasses.
The orange sun will go down.
The moon will go down as well.
I won’t see the leaves turn to gold.
Everything will be beautiful.
I will feel the sun’s caress.
I will not look away for hours.
I will see nothing that makes me sad.
Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozábal
Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozábal, born in Mexico, lives in Southern California, and works in the mental health field in Los Angeles. His first book of poems, Raw Materials, was published by Pygmy Forest Press. His other poetry books, broadsides, and chapbooks, have been published by Alternating Current Press, Deadbeat Press, Kendra Steiner Editions, New American Imagist, New Polish Beat, Poet's Democracy, and Ten Pages Press (e-book)
