4:15 a.m.
A letter comes to the Police.
Lost: A man.
40 to 50 year old.
Known as body
that brings a brand new cry to the world,
places ecstatic smiles on seemingly dead worm-eaten faces
and makes the heart throb like a wound in a salty water of Styx.
Look for blood boiling warmth,
sea mud softness,
feeble-minded kindness,
strangling gentleness and
dangerously unlimited lovingness
of his comforting hold,
which supposedly passionate
but disturbingly moist and
overly intentional kisses,
and too-tight hugs
of the best lovers in the universe can’t give.
As mythical as God,
but not violent, nor cruel,
nor merciless.
Gone father.
Wanted.
Photo of Flickr user Luis Marina
