Even worse.
Perhaps it was erased of the need.
Not the pronouns
Not the clouds
Not the walls
Will unify the resonance.
***
Resonance
Takes the shape of everything.
No exception,
Rather than the bed,
And the face that is veiled
From the interpretation.
***
The enormous apprehension
Dominates,
Till the morning quits,
Along with his bored sons.
And behind the questions
Hides the tragedy
Of the beautiful luxurious one.
***
Even worse.
Not to be the contrast,
For “not a single living creature...”
Behind every window
There are two eyes.
***
Oh, horseman!
Do not whip the back of the sidewalks,
With the scourge.
But wait,
Until the corpses of ages
Are buried.
***
A cry for help.
Perhaps it is a death
Or fire shooting
In the wilderness.
No, it is another flock of geese
Ended.
Geese
Always end
With the same method.
***
Listen, singer
The cassette tape will never last forever.
What if you tried tomorrow?
Tomorrow is full of richness
Whit one condition:
To remain tomorrow.
***
Even worse.
As common sand
That the violet of resonance
Hides on the shelf prepared
For forgetfulness.
***
Please
Serve dreams to the guests
(Guests are poor
they are always in need
of what justifies their presence
since they are leaving anyway.)
***
The clock announces…
But nothing announces
Anything.
***
Even worse.
Did you like the preparation of the dream?
Ladies and Gentlemen
Why you are wearing your astonishment?
It is the joke’s season
And it has mild weather.
Uncover, ladies
And you as well, gentlemen
It is all right to be naked,
The important thing is to enjoy your dreams.
To start from right
Or left,
Is no difference at all
Since you are holding
The flower of resonance.
***
My apology,
Perhaps the music
Is not ripe
No doubt it is the cloud’s fault.
For it did not draw
The traffic signs clearly.
***
Cheers for your delightfulness
Ladies and Gentlemen.
Please have your dreams quickly!
The clock announces
Perhaps…
Definitely it is the quietness
That precedes
The incandescence of the resonance.
***
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