FOOT ON THE FOOT
I.
Then I let her go
A hot day in summer
I turned the clocks around him
Covered my face, broke mirrors.
II .
I gave myself to the ugliness,
to mold,in the sea of foolish vanity,
rest rifle and whip,
to wield a stick.
III.
I had brought down with a crash my dreams,
believing that they make no noise
but such was the din
alarmed by the so-called society.
IV.
How much is worth a little man!
The simplest desires
mistreated in a dunghill
and stomped his foot on the foot.
V.
Happy families of men and women,
the woman who gives birth to her egg,
the blue jacket his bald husbandthe
car with the alarm.
VI.
I saw this one morning,
did not mind the changing colors
of her dressthe economic
cigarillos him.
VII .
The blacks black man's eyes,
in between, smelly, outcast,
bald man with making sure indigenous
dispels the black man from his cottage.
VIII.
The manly man passed me,
that still smells of my moods male
not cleansed nor dried from last nigh
tthe manly man is in fact a pederast.
IX.
The age of reason is always
when you are alone and without company
salt that has something to do with the size
the nobility of solitude
very dark in the summer.
X.
It was then that covered my face
I let his beard grow soul
I began at last to await the void
Nothing talking to listening.
XI.
He was born far from a rejection
darkas the full happy sunny days
Past plugged in a clinic
for nervous diseases, the shutters closed.
XII.
There was a sound of jazz piano
in the palace of the city where
I was finished only after much wandering and dirty
I saw in a room on the top floor.
XIII.
Has no luck man, you stupid beast
nine men impaled by ancient spades
black clotted blood and feces and urine
coated by brush on the walls pink confit.
XIV.
The good cop covered his face
covered with hand and pulled apartat
the end of his good honest workh
is house painted , the dead wife and children.
XV.
On Earth drop black creatures
daughters of the space,
and sisters of the dead
bearers of loneliness and terror
are a few, selected, of the planets of nightmare.
XVI.
I did not want to fight,
I am one of them,
drink human blood
on earth for great misfortune .
(July 2000)
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