I want you far

16-11-15

I met you at an assembly,
where I thought we all went to build before the bombing,
to build before laughing from the dreamer,
to build before machismo,
to build another,
a new world,
just as loas zapatistoas say: a world in which quepan muchos mundos.

But no, not you.

I want you far from the world I am
I want you far from your destruction,
your possession,
you be like reading my diary.

Far

Far from you trying to make
me
the perfect object,
your títete, your not named girlfriend, your compañera, your other half for your
your
public

I want you far because I am free to draw my distance,
to dance nude under the rain,
cover my body with sun, sand, sound and stars.

I want you far because I want me,
because I live,
because I decide if today I wanna be a leaf, a dandelion or a whisper.

I want you far because my feminismo is in your vocab but not in your heart,
the one you had to love me,
or at least
that's what ya told me

I want you far because I believe that I'm good being
despistada,
desordenada,
loca,
antropóloca

I want you far because I'm closer to my mes,
mis yos, le teen;
my roots, my raíces;
my future, mi futuro.

I want you far because I want peace,
not your violent hands dancing in the wind,
making me go backwards, behind you.

I want you far, macho de izquierda,
because I want me alive.