Whole Price Wings 2010

song of the stars 01




snow is white
the snow is black
when it falls from the sky
when on earth
so everything.

why I say the

after so many years but is no longer in ecstasy
the apprentice
but while the summer is
stiepidisce

in my hand like a stone warmed
long
but longer required
too.


and I'm afraid of soiling the sky with the words
and I'm afraid
not say enough.

envy
candle burning his time
and dies when the dawn comes
because candle and night are
perfect lovers
one o'clock in the flame versa
his secret heart
other betrays this gift
piercing the dark night, and so

lantern and go together to
die in the sun.

I not
candle or lantern, I have no certainties


tasks or do not know where to go:
nor do I prevent my day and I lose
time looking for things to
shame that the world
behind each lane
black tiles under
red-hot
try and beams from the wind.
all paths from cockroaches
to my senses
for my voice
as I hide the sordid truth
under mattresses
soups urine
or inside empty bottles
in oceans of dust
where dirt accumulates
as sea sand
relentlessly
coast after coast
dune after dune.

a urinal.
here drown the beauty
leaving poetry to bite the threshold
like a hungry dog \u200b\u200b
or an old Spying.

and all for show the stars every night

washed in pure silver

their tears in their eyes far, far

like new.

like new.
again.