NONWORDS FOR INDIVIDUALITY

Looking over the skies of glow

What’s pouring they did not show,

Not even a clue to put in a role.

Candles doesn’t light me burning

I am quite awake ‘til dim’s warning

While my stoning eyes still turning.

Now, reached my unharmed cloak,

Take the clumsy’s crown of spiny oak

Which we never dare to use woke.

And disguised of what we were

We dress frankly costumes of sore.

Finally, we are already a softly blur.

[…]

One’s wish of not standing

Did not change the bow,

What one’s choose others yoke,

Indefinitely, to the ending slur.

Hernâni Arriscado - Nonwords for Individuality.

10/04/16