sexta-feira, 14 de agosto de 2015

WINE, Francisco Vaz Brasil

Francisco Vaz Brasil

For where I will go, I won’t be able
to take my books and my DVDs.
My memories will be recorded
in the hands of my clocks.

With me I will lead under my arms,
only this bottle of wine, to temper the
meats of my body that the worms
will go to eat…

Moreover, I want you hear Beatles
and the young read texts of
Capote, Joyce and Hemingway.
In my stream bed only this
bottle of wine tint of blood
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