Fears

"In front of you are the lights of a state

Awaiting excavations

And the cages with the sleeping canaries lined up

And I who still haven't found out who I am

A tired purpose, without perspective

And you who will soon be extinguished

One of the lights, to sleep with someone who looks like me

So that the irons of the cage

To be lost for a moment, in the dark.

I fear all that will happen to me without me...

 

My clothes are getting old and they don't last

holes in the knees from the bows

pockets empty of coins

broken zippers, they are bankrupt

My body is bruised

with the cold as a mistake

which no one admits

it turns and asks for your warmth.

I fear all that will happen to me without me...

 

Your cements are new

with lacquered furniture

And white marbles

a warping sheen

and leaves you no room to stand

and only I of all in there am rotting like in an ancient tomb

Performance vessels were found there

except for me, which is a hidden secret

I'm still looking for you to resurrect me.

I fear all that will happen to me without me...

 

My clothes are getting old and falling out

Like bankrupt governments

I grew old in a child's pants

And the ship still hasn't been seen

I squeeze you tighter because I'm cold

my body road, where public works are carried out

Compressors open and close me

Pull the curtain a little to see me

I became a runway for military planes

And my mind, a repository for radioactive waste

They took safety measures, for my breathing

and on a multi-ethnic one-way street, my future was given in return.

I fear all that will happen to me without me...

 

This is how I live my past in advance

and with two bare wires for hands

I hug your high volt for a tight time.

 

I'm afraid..."

 

An earlier attempt to visualize a favorite song.

 

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