quarta-feira, 28 de outubro de 2009

45 en

the balcony
where the sun
that i don't feel or envision
illuminates the stone
am i blind?
if i don't see
without seeing
if i don't feel
without seeing
would be cooler
and lighting would be electric
but i didn't press the switch
and yet i see
through the window
the leaves
the flowers
the branches of trees
and at the bottom, the fish
in their pond
laughing at the sun
who heats them the water
laughing at the leaves
that they bite and taste
and the world runs
without them thinking on the world
they discuss about the sun
if it's the sun spinning
or are they swimming
sometimes front
sometimes on their back
and i, looking at them
i tink of teaching them front crawl
breaststroke
and butterfly stroke

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