Crystal clear half left,
Original and instructive.

Technical half right,
Strength and agility reconciled.
Here is the thought which obsesses me this night after a session of Taekwendo.

Vulnerability appointed to a handicap
Stupidity to invent dreams,
Dreams and arts

Brave monstrousness
Human face in a spiral staircase
Of pride and disdain

Hat felted in a mystery
Dashed Anglo-Saxon
Letter to a friend and
Embarrassant kiss to a married man.

Message of love and friendship
Two flown away eagles
A hawk captured with its wings painted in yellow

Stars Oranges,
Ground sprinkled with bright orange balls
Whose sugar taste cracks all the bones of my back
And makes me stretch my numb muscles

Bloom, genesis of young arrogance
Animals slept in the clay dust
Kicked by the sun
Like kings in the dried land

Friendly painful by the hairs of the Argentine dog
Who guards in the horizon