Yo lo Pregunto
Yo Nezahualcóyotl lo pregunto: ¿Acaso de veras se vive con raíz en la tierra? Nada es para siempre en la tierra: Sólo un poco aquí. Aunque sea de jade se quiebra, Aunque sea de oro se rompe, Aunque sea plumaje de quetzal se desgarra. No para siempre en la tierra: Sólo un poco aquí.
“(...)by the time I finished My Mother: Demonology I was waking up five times a night so I could write down my dreams. I trained myself. Finally, I had a hard time not dreaming, because the dreaming had become so important. I was having a real problem not sleeping twelve hours a night and not waking up five times to write down the dreams. I had to stop myself dreaming. At the end I really felt that I was just raping "myself." But something had broken open”. Kathy Acker