Stone stare

Young man herida, V a.C.


Tell me marble man
how is the silence
how is the dark.
Tell me, fragmented man,
is it one part of you
of eternity
or common sand?

Hallucination,
behind your stone stare,

beyond my bright chrome,
eyes on marble eyes
touch of hard rock
with my fingers
over the ground.


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