domingo, 3 de enero de 2010

Burnt Earth

Burnt Earth

Inside another red yolk
Of the egg of creation

Over today’s
West sky’s end

I’ve witnessed

Burning life

I’m the one
Who hardly affords

The luxurious
Kerosene light

That you see
Lighted above

The mountain nerves
Those are ashes now

But I’m sorry
Because I’m immersed now

In the Homo sapiens
Reproduction tasks

So have no much time
For poems and all of that

VABM Saturday, January 02, 2010

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