In the night
that's when I walk
when I feel
and I'm not blocked
In the night
when it's all quiet
that's when I
become the poet
In the silence
of the night
that is when
I give my fight
In the quiet
of the night
then it's when
I start my flight.
paisajes de la mente / inquieta e inconciente / de esa que alucina / con mundos incoherentes
1 comment:
Supongo que todos los poemas hablan un poco de quien los escribe, pero este... ¡es tu viva imagen chiquita!.
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