jueves, 30 de diciembre de 2010
looking for a place to rest
i have never seen this cemetery before
the lights burn my eyes.
the first dove reminds the fellow intruder about one of the most simple facts of life:
blue is beautiful
and the rain shines over our tired bodies.
we dance in spite of algeria
we dance to the sound of electric saws.
i want to remember
this is just another dream.
soon i will wake up
the pacific and atlantic ocean will be one again
like they always are.