Saturday, December 17, 2016

Since I

Since I

since I remember, you will be gone
all things will break down
the Sun will point our shapes and cut our shadows
the seconds will take part of our days
our breaths will need clear sights on foul eyes
all will be explained by those who won the fight
everything will be vanished vanity


since I remember, I forgot and stayed.



(Álvaro Hernando, en Chicago Express)