Oil and water
Know best.
I know not,
neither all,
but some.
Not like day or night who forgot eachother; not like nothing,
tossed earth,
or the far reaching fur on the dandelion.
But north and north,
equivalent magnetism/ illogical mathematics/ where two hands tire
(push our poles together
despite us) wanting to cease,
but don't.
Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 9:36 AM UTC
Wanting to
learn the jungle from the mattress,
I set it outside, surrounded,
by a mosquito net
pitched unto two
palm trees, in winter to
avoid coconuts falling by the southern terrace;
you should've joined me
In February, I can tell you
I never slept for carnaval.
Sep 15, 2014
Sep 15, 2014 at 9:35 PM UTC