terça-feira, 5 de maio de 2015

poesias de terça cheia de lua


Negra noite
negros olhos
corpos negros
negros
negra vontade
de fundir-me a você
de ti ser
ser
negra
negra noite
negra tua

                                                meia noite
                                                  pilarzinho
                                            poesia correndo solta.




Teu
meu complemento
meu completo
oposto
complementar

            

            lua cheia
            não respondo por mim
            solto-me
            sou tua
            tua completa lua

                                                                                   cabelos enredados
                                                                                     dredados
                                                                                       drenados

lua
minha lua
na tua
vermelha viva
escorrendo
sendo
crendo
lua de mim

                                  os olhos
                                  santos olhos
                                  inocentes
                                  descrentes
                                  correntes
                                  nosso comum

            
                                                                                            nossas raizes
                                                                                            Nanãs
                                                                                            terra lama charco
                                                                                                          cicatrizes


corpos
mandinga
nos olhos
nós
nos

                                                

                                            vida
                         é a cuspidinha na taça
                após a tragada no cachimbo


                                                                               tu és sangue
                                                                               vinho sorvido
                                                                               tinto
                                                                               tinindo
                                                                               tilintando poesia

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