sábado, fevereiro 12, 2005

To Dream Of Love [TV Treated]



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.

Footsteps.
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:

stoniK disse...

"Being alive is the opposite of being dead."

She said.

It sounds a lot smartier in English.