Domingos


Hay mañanas de domingos,
casi paraísos,
como para devorar el miedo.
Pero aguardan sistemáticas e irremediables
dictadoras cotidianas del yo debo, aún sin querer,
porque no hay más alternativa
que continuar muriendo infiernos y, abruptamente,
d e s v i v o.


lh

Posted by L Hernandez at 10/28/2007 6:49 PM
Categories: poesía
 

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