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Travels and Abuttal
1
The
soul
Shines in its eternal abuttal.
Draws isolated circles
Or
races the wind?
2
Contemplates
At
the caverns of the world
Like
the angles' silence,
A
thirst
Of
the corroded edge
From
a not alert
Dream.
3
The
purple shadow
Like
astonishing klaxons,
Its
horizons
A
river
Of
glittering blood,
Eclipse
Pulsates
in all the world
Draws signs
.From
a shed dream
4
Crooked
The eyes of the sun,
Make the pearls
Of the stars heavy
Which
were dissolved
Like
beads of silk brocade
.In
the dish of the cosmos
5
Whirlwinds
Ruffle their feathers
Like
a legendary dream,
Stretches
In
between the whiteness of the snow
And the abuttal wind.
6
Sea gulls
Behind far away hedges
Pensive in a flash,
Inhales
The dark's soul
In
the unknown heart.
7
Days
long
for departure
Its
bright dawn
Is
the counting key
Of
what's in between
No
ends.
8
Bevies of butterflies
Sculptured
Like
the moon's pupils,
Lick the stars' giggles
Falling
Like smashed pitchers
.From
dreaming boys
9
The
pearls' nests
Brimful
With
malice of the eyes.
10
The
horizons
Gush
From
a distance,
And
the waves'
preparedness
For an eternal departure.
11
The
queues of the night
Tickle
the light's branches,
And the horizon's dew
Drowns
In
the swoon of fate.
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