lunes, 10 de noviembre de 2008

[¿Sin título?] — Inés Dashield

is his own voice
his early voice
trying to climb up to the window

sounds of the nature´s dawn
go down and down
between his fingers

he almost caugth them all
to keep them
out of noise

let him rest
let him go to sleep

Recomendado por Gustavo Enrique Orozco

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