DELIVERED TO THE BEASTS

DELIVERED TO THE BEASTS

The world delivered to the beasts and here I am
Taking my ice cream calmly
And as time becomes hot
Greater certainty than this saw,
The rotten feeling which I sipped
As much as you may still submit
The death of another fact, happier,
Bringing maybe not met,
Wears me the terror being and nothing,
Just past some addendum
Inside the wilds of this will,
And both could have on me,
Still any flower, orchard, garden,
But as I see no irrigation?


MARCOS LOURES