Live black and die white

 
Closes the operculum of the whelk
on the sand
with soapy bubbles
caress of passing time
in the hollow of the weary waves
false spring
dilated nostrils
whats up marines ahanantes
the hand touches the raising of the veils
under the taut yard
metallic note of the piano
racy silence
sagacious wandering
before the angel came
with a sly face
under the rain of petals
that the wind scatters
a thousand kisses at auction
for the pigeons of autumn
brazier gathering
at the end of the grant
the clear flight of what was.

die white live black.


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