Monochrome



heavy sky
almost gray


give me a
black bird


reminiscent
the blue

Metropolis

constructivist loneliness

asexual geometries

avenues

and deserts

feelings

earthquakes

urban totems

icons under the sun

action cinema

lipstick of blood

bandit / hero

transvestites

blade with blade

voracious shadows

a body falling

the mark of the Zorro

tattooed.

LOCKING


the silence
of the libraries
causes fear
as much as the silence
of cemeteries

both are silences
with content
locked

books are solid
compounds of dead lyrics
that only have life
when they are opened

the dead are
indecipherable bones
that only have life
when they are remembered

gestures and memory
are things of noisy people
while silence
is inherent to the dead

the secret of death
stays in the silence
of the libraries
or in the silence
of the cemeteries?

who will answer us:
the gravedigger of books
or the bookseller
of the dead?