I submit only to the law of levity
I believe exclusively in apricots
I am an extra in your film
A hummingbird in a suit

I have a wound
With a voice of its own
A red door
A black window

I have punch lines
Without jokes
A pallet, a mallet and a wallet
A shadow with a mind of its own
An apartment filled with shit and diamonds

I suckle young and old
I pop the question
I search for the lost Flavia Rivera

Who am I?

                                                            -- New York, July 28, 2011