Painting by Lo Ch’ing Gibraltar Not Gibraltar – after Lo Ch’ing’s painting, “Post-Industrial Society Has Arrived” Over the mountaintop pavilion, under which I imagine you asleep, the crescent
Despot He fired a flare above his palace and claimed that by his victims he had been attacked. The flare illuminated neither the eyes nor the brains of
Communication Since for quite some time, I neither send mails nor messages when I feel fine. We are not happy with that. My friends answer when you lie
Painting by Miguel Óscar Menassa After the recital That’s it, I’ve recited, it’s all over. Now, surely, a friend will embrace me, with strength, with fury, with slight
MEN The resigned sea gives back the dead, excessive straw, useless, upon this earth. Crazy and lost the desperate adults depart, the innocent little ones can do nothing,
DOG Suddenly, so spoiled, caressed, well cared for with vaccines administered. At the slightest symptom, I´m being taken for a consultation. The pampering yet increases the pitiful voices
LONELY GOODBYE for those who, wherever, have to die lonely Chilly the room the white walls audible only the echo of loneliness. Not a tender word anymore no
INITIATION Borderless, dreamy image of a cypress in meditation, feathery touch of fingers and breaths experienced, heavenly sounds and in your eyes, in your teardrop, I want to
