jueves, 16 de mayo de 2013

Small fish under angels. Poem.

   Small fish under angels

Two angels and three pilgrims
are doing The Way.
Five knights ligths
by seven white stars are guiding.
Toward eleven constellations
lost beyond the dreams
of thirteen children
that in the sewers sleep hidden.
Between ten and seven islands
ten and nine fishermen collect
with their golden networks
the tasty fish of our Savior.
And eat them.

As dreams are the ways that we inhabit.
Beings of Straw
Our avatars.
Passes the wind
Shakes our wishes
And in nothing
are our ambitions.
Dust and rubbish.

Un poema de Secreto canto de las luciérnagas

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