The Trap

That’s what I’m going to do :

I’ll set a mirror instead of my tombstone

And, instead of my name,

A mirror as well.

It’ll be like a trap

You’ll fall into

Eventually.

What do I care that nobody will ever know

Where my grave lies ?

When you’re going to bend over it

Curious to see

Whom it belongs to,

You’ll see yourselves.

English version by Gabriela PACHIA