no one has ever mistaken
us to have requested only the worst errors
we subscribe to contributory negligence
to be secure when we have reason
but also the light in dark corners jumped
and you are no longer you at the center of the camera obscura
survive on the outskirts
like the gypsies in caravans without electricity
and lose the look of the pockets
looking for an even shorter horizon
that today's eyes burn with matches
then lift it up and find themselves contemplating the infinite
but we We have already cleared the heads and hearts filled
and we've stuffed so much
will resist less and less
and we will try to resolve them so your paradoxes
in empty heads that there's more room to move
and building piers in the water, linking the minds of sand
hate us closely to be able to kill more when we have need
open windows and hang on your wall
that we do not go on holiday this summer
August is the coldest month of ' years
the ice covers the installation and things
and I will survive only through the Alps
to try to win and then die malaria
without being watched a little 'in the eyes
to die of blindness that we need more time
and we prefer the words of tomorrow
not even know now what we say
tomorrow I go well with the hammer
for expensive nail driven
I will pay attention to who will remember return
and will try to download as the pen of a poet
so then it works the same way.
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