martes, 7 de abril de 2020

I WISH THEM ALL


Sweet spring breeze
Over the ruins of LA

Planes landing by the sea
Cargo ships filled up with tourists and deodorant

A line of diffused-white clouds
Over the wall-like sea

Antenna’s up to the sky
all around me
Thoughts about long lost love affairs
and never-ending travelling

And wars

Dirty pigeons

Tiny butterflies

An occasional

Deep

pain

In the chest

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