Snfffffff… you inhale the precise qualifying adjectives
you exhale silence…
Grandmother chews the garlic with a piece of river stone
that is round, black and perfectly polished…
160 years ago an enormous rock fell to Earth that converted dinosaurs
into future gasoline…
A man notes in his notebook that 718 days are left
till the end of the world and lights his cigar…
According to the dictionary “Day” is a time
in which the sun is above the horizon…
You feel the aroma of the rain
is like a recently cut tree branch…
“Silence” is a prison of condemned words to live
without showing its face because of the fault of some fault…
That woman has risen to the heights just to touch the moon
and the moon turns her eyes away with every step…
“Blame” I an insect that causes more bites than any other
and provokes a stinging of unlimited dimensions…
However I don’t know how to explain that
I dream that I wake and don’t remember my dream…
Translated by Nina Serrano
(original version in spanish here)
-peace and poetry-
Adrian, January 3rd, 2011
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