PRIMITIVISMOS

en vez de seguir las órdenes

dedicar una hora al día (tal parece la medida

caída del cielo empresarial)

a esforzarse en los trancos del ritmo

más allá de la canción el sentimiento es ceniza

depositada en el cuerpo

Posted by primitivismos

Filed in Poesía

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