"karlotti" poems
for Karlotti
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And a flower on the borders of winter.
an unseasoned sign that the singular erupting bud
will lend the lens to see, give the courage to accept
the greatest joy of man will ever be
anticipation
there will be seasons that the singular erupting bud,
be the bitterest truth nail gunned into your temple,
the perversity of a mockery, an uncrossable boundary
a flowering sign of skull & bones meant to teach acceptance
the greatest curse of man will be
the changing seasons
*La mayor maldición del hombre,
Las estaciones cambiantes*
May 7, 2017
May 7, 2017 at 8:36 AM UTC
Todo el cielo en los ojos de un ratón
una piedra de tu a tu con esta rama
el mar al fondo devora insaciable eternidad
a mis pies, música de matar la tarde
alguien cultiva silencio a manos llenas
nada parece estar de paso incluso tú
llenando de adioses el camino de vuelta.
de Karlotti
Feb 24, 2014
Feb 24, 2014 at 9:49 AM UTC