Metropolis
Still values,
crimes without mobile
deficient materials,
balance servile
tacit agreements,
window acids.
Touch fratricidal
bright tears,
burst crystalline
precipitated into the abyss,
the soul is sinking.
Dead compounds,
cells strong,
Spell silent
smile obsolete,
light and shade trembling,
crushed petals;
song of the drowned, back to the sun.
as the pendulum swings,
hooked to the comma,
I turn the page,
I heard the chant of timeless image.
In his sigh is sadness,
to conquer his drunkenness,
difficult seems the climb,
for whom is surprised at his passion.
But I'm not afraid
