18 juillet 2018
SAD LAND
The sad land
Silence,
The blue flocks of snow
Take one's flight
With prudence
He wind sly blows
In my head
The poor flat ground
Cover up the black
Shadows.
Detonation!
Only blood flowers
Cause to boom
On sad road
Of my look
The eyes
Have stayed closed
The hands signed
Against dirt:
Silence...
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