
Your rails. You're thin. Your thin paper wings.
In the wind, dangling.
Get up to your sun. Fly high.Your window shattering.
The sun on your Coca-Cola sign.Homeless trees gathering.
Outside your window.
Bootleg babies call to you and lie among the mosquitoes.The summer's fever coming.
Sugar box. Sugar girl.
There is a sound on the other side of this wall.
A bird is singing on the other side of this glass.
Concealed.
Silence is preserving a voice.imagem via Renas & Veados;
texto adaptado de "Juanita:Kiteless:To Dream Of Love", por Karl Hyde@Underworld;
1 comentário:
"Being alive is the opposite of being dead."
She said.
It sounds a lot smartier in English.
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