That being

(translated from spanish)

 

That strange shadow,

that lonely child

playing with broken toys

headless robots,

in his shoulder sits

a crow without eyes

and in the depth of his soul

a wind-up orchestra

a simphony of night

whose fallen star

with it’s music appeases

the salty scent of the sea

2 thoughts on “That being

    • it just comes to me, words choose me as the messenger of them, and they talk by themselves. There is nothing to be envious about …

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s