To the Friends of Cities
solemn horse rides
lean over fresh pools
with oleanders
their steps echo in the night enigmatically
over the cobblestones
their only purpose is
their fastest possible
group arrest
of the most faraway seafarers
and their fast
incarceration
inside steel chests
because it’s thought that
and they have truly been
the reasons
of the early waste
of forest damaging
avalanches
since only
this way
the smooth function
of bicycle races
is secured
because
only this way
they can guard
the full of dust
ring
of fungi
like the birds in the sky
the flowers of virgins
however,
do they fully
agree with
the adopting
the above measures
and caring, I’d say,
bad omened radio operators
of earthly
shipI don’t know
the wooden statues
have the right to talk
and the infections
and the etesian winds
of misfortune
the right to talk belongs
to the horses
of virgins
the nocturnal optimistic
announcements
the unexplored sea of life
and now the Pasiphae drama
is unfolding
Libros Libertad 