I return to the doubt meditating about
Something vaguely special (come and play
With me) whereas I tear off this
Superfluous work of art from
The fund of my flaccid sternum —
Patience leads to salvation —
Don’t continue suckling the icon-udders
Of the deep petulance because
Among the skeletons you will find
All the information that you despise
Profiled on limestone —
Beautiful melancholic reflexive —
The murmurs of the rocks flood
The highways, in the mute doubts
(Read it as if you understood it)
You achieve the salvation — patience —
Nobody knew nor will know
But soon more messages will arrive.
egm. 2017
Autotraducción de La incompetencia es la suegra de la pseudociencia publicado en Uut Poetry.
☛ PyoZ ☚