I´m sank in the mist of your thirst,
thirsty of illuminated words.
Words sank - dropped,
powder,
empty promises…
… that decorate our
life sad-tree.
Poor dry roots,
looking for coloured clouds.
Poema Words, sobre imagen de Pak
Fotografía de Pak Muñoz, en diálogo con el poema Words |
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