sábado, 21 de noviembre de 2009

Good bye


Good bye

The chemical dye
Of the almost plastic
Imported oranges

Was also coloring the clouds
With the similar reddish tone
Of the chirurgical cotton yarn

That was being wasted
Besides my last cradle

That color
Is the same
Of the misty forest fires

I was dying

In fact I did it twice

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