THE LETTER ABOUT ONE ON

Here is the common wealth
Like performers women
Or Sudanese changes
On or off, in front of the dark mirrors
Or behind the scope of convenience…

The over side of our conditions
Maybe traduce another methods
Or switches the keys and the claves in the shadows
When the men in their genres can be solve the insoluble equation…

The man is inside on foreign country
Or remembering that, or remembering otherwise!

Where the conditions of the sanity of limpid square
When the confusion of one lost piece almost remember the nothing?

Remember of the scripts in the sail of Java on the boards of saveguard
And remember the essays that the most of circumstances save some life…

So, for you, women of your own fracases, the war is the title of your next wallpaper
When the false gratitude of the dirty difference between your eye and the pig eye
Is only the plastic flower that you put like a blind knife on the heart of a real man…