sábado, 31 de enero de 2015

As a big ashtray

As a big ashtray

The wind was screaming
While sweeping obscure streets

Every one of us
Will be forgiven tomorrow
When the city start again
Its unfeeling engines

So he said
While using it
Without any sentiment
As a big ashtray

And the wind carried his words
Not so far away

Li Tao Po
VABM January 31, 2015