The Plain
In the perfect sleeplessness of Eros
the thoughtful plain spreads in the rain;
its milky green water steams
its puddles growl
flooded by unacceptable passions.
The horizon is filled by foggy bell-towers,
touches 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.
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