quarta-feira, 19 de fevereiro de 2014

Br eu


 não queria falar de si
 mas afundado num br

                                   eu profundo
 verbalizou-se.

quarta-feira, 12 de fevereiro de 2014


how unbearable the light
coming from down under
your view

such a nice view
...
like a ship
growing nothing but distance

oh!
it's such a nice ship
never coming back; from the night
                       dark and smoothly

crossing an ocean unseen 
forgotten or mislead
it's the ship.

how come I've seen your hair - touched it 
and now as known
I'm lost...?

you, naively, grim.