The dry leaves – Apparently ignoring – That they use the wall as a ramp Taking their impulse from movement of the air They also complete the message The beginning of the mornings And the end of each afternoon For the eyes which are opened by thirst. The calm almost extenuating With the sadness It […]
On the foundation
An old and great oasis For a new kind of thirst That is happy to exists And in its pain doesn’t deviate. The old story of passion For a body that knowing it That cordially assumes without wasting Like the beard accepts a thorn in its skin. The heart opened with a bite And with […]
The hour
The hour The continuous movement Leaves the possibility to suggest On a limitless end On the eternal present. From the road you are crossing Since the roof you are stepping And in the breath of a dream That sustains ignoring who desires. The closed doors And the hands going to the head The almost forgotten […]
The phalange
We are going to explain it with a thousand stories We are going to adapt everything to a fable We are going to tell them clearly about the darkness We are going to try to make it simple. We will try to dismiss the concept Finding a fair symbolism just for the frogs And taking […]
Going so
Maturing forgetfulness consciously Without giving up to the adolescent temptation To find in memories what is gone Like the edges which didn’t know imperfection. Meditating on the brief jumps From a moment to another Sustaining by will The impulses against inertia Without digging in anything but deepen in all Smiling to uncertainness With the highest […]
Starting to live
They are going to find her guilty Even walking differently They will censure her with screams For all the things she couldn’t feel. The world will say to her That is humankind who talks her And the people always meeting together Will not be able to avoid silence. It will hurt in a special way […]
