Times

Train with a heavy movements cross over the rusted railroad of the spirit
And the Spirit under the wheels ..is busy with the old mysteries ...!!

The time of Love

The soul is flying
Dancing naked under a white rain
Breathe the smell of benzoic
Of the
old memories ....!!

The time of surprise
The spirit put her cracked head between tow curves
Of the gratings of the traffic blocking
Awaiting the opportunity to escape ...!!

The time of death

The spirit is breathing a fetid fear
And is vomiting
Hot tears of volcanic colored...!!
Strangled in the intensity of memories


Time for reflection


Spirit is wearing swimming clothes
Sit down at the beaches of nude Metaphysics
Reviewing the vocabulary of love .. and absolute discretion.
Then soon it sleeping with the rhythm of rocking.....!!
Dreaming a rivalry childhood

Baghdad 2009

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