linares

It all begins here
whatever dream squares
were meant to imagine.

There are those that only speak
in Linares.
Mute everywhere else, except Linares.

Secrets are kept unravelled
unitl the journey leads to Linares.
Blisters are hidden till scars reign in
at Linares.

Words carry weight in Linares.
Threats carry the scent of the hunter
like Hannibal in his Punic war.

Listen carefully,
hear Manolete's 'suerte de matar'
in the bullring,
Bobby grimacing at his pocket set,
Garry finding light in murky waters,
Chucky making miracles,
Vishy storming kings on elephants.

The future is borne in Linares,
young lions ragged in combat.
For their first utterance
to the world, to shout on the
mountain that splits hemispheres.

A Viking has culled a Soothsayer
today. Tomorrow the Ganges
awaits fresh ash.

No stones go unturned in Linares.

In Linares, lies and hyprocisy
last a mere couple of moves.