Burnt Earth
Inside another red yolk
Of the egg of creation
Over today’s
West sky’s end
I’ve witnessed
Reality
¿God?
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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