THE PLAIN
In the perfect sleeplessness of the eros-ego
the thoughtful plain spreads in the rain.
The milky green water of the plain steamed
its puddles growled
as if its flooded by unacceptable passions.
The horizon filled by foggy bell-towers
leaned on her belly
together with the locked sky
perfect owner of the difficult
philosophy of haze:
the measured immenseness of the drenched soil
includes the silent agreement of beings
before death.
Libros Libertad 