domingo, 9 de septiembre de 2012

Stones


You can stop picking stones out of my belly
         you can
risk a little bit more and
                                hopefully
stand still for ages
staring   the       trees           move

Since the path is unbroken
                 and
mornings come to warn     the nights
the last chance to                                          loneliness
                  is
rolling to the next moment




[Sabela Rodríguez Lorenzo]

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