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Tag Archives: 2007

my alphabet is empty now

full of exotic appetizers

hidden for harsh people

colapsing in a while

my words in boxes and grapes

a research side to side

without a tribe

to be free

the title should be

all the story I said

I have been idle and cheeky

I have been lost

I have been froth

finally I have been aware

sparkling for news

and gathering pieces

to some different theses

so simple

it was


later on we’ll steal the night

distant fingers moving a side



brave and shocked

scent of tangerine now

a tipsy dance


how did the storms be back

how did

companionships land or sail

and commuters of ideas

change clothes office to home

stolen ash

brittle flush for the roses

start smailing,you do

and be companion

either good or bad

’cause we’ll steal the night

shots of halleluya

singing in the deep

and steams all along that way

here we go