Che Guevara [English translation]

The hall floor

was sticky and full

of dance and strange boundaries

From your daddy's cabinet

you had stolen a bottle

of mint (liquor) and coins.

And when we kissed I believed

in victory or in death.

Tell your man to wear

Che Guevara

when you two fall down in bed.

For a moment would it bring the danger

that twisted our stomach back then

when we painted our eyes in black,

rebelled at the smoking area,

and raged against the machine?

To our three-person holding cell they are now

delivering salt and bread.

I wait in the corner

for insobriety.

Your man brings you

a glass of wine and water.

It is so sappy that

it revolts me.

And when you two kiss

I want to be somewhere else

or someone else.