Demons of salt

Included in the expanded light
        of a mountain sewn with twilight,
                                             I've hidden the wooded wonder,
                                                          and the blink
                                                                of the universe throughout.

Breathe in knotty particles,
     transmitters of ideas with poison,
                                is to poke the eye of Polyphemus
                                             to escape from the island that defends.

                                             In the twists and turns of the roads of the sea
                                they are elucidated the hiding places of atlantes
infected with primary secrets weaving
another life among coral algae.

Slow escape, mirrors of quiet hours,
         that point out paths lit by the splendid spark
                       of Cassiopeia burnished in his asterism,
                                                       kissed by the stardust,
                                                                    and a night that remembers
                                                                                   demons of salt.

                                                                    Demons hiding in shades of sand
                                               invoked by tides of phosphorescent plankton,
                       and obtunded eyes
         by the magic of lustful goblins.

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