jueves, junio 01, 2006

Fogata


Inside a public car
three dumb creatures
made of salt
suck cherry skimice
drinking sugar-cane juice
at the same time.

Next to them
in the middle
a man with a white shirt
and a banking tie
thinks about the dry cleaning bill.

Lava coming out from the gutters.
Flames coming out from the mufflers.
The street is a bonfire.

Without making any sense
the driver with a moustache of ashes
starts talking about
a piece of land
down by the river
that his grandfather left him
in a forgotten village
surrounded by mountains.


Picture by Jaime Guerra





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