ooh! great question! it honestly depends on my mood. i'm reminded of lots of poems abstractly, but oftentimes there's a few verses from Lorca's Paisaje con dos tumbas y un perro asirio that come to mind: Yo amé mucho tiempo a un niño / que tenía una plumilla en la lengua / y vivimos cien años dentro de un cuchillo. (I loved, for a long time, a boy / who had a nib in his tongue / and we lived for a hundred years inside a knife.)