"Poets as flowers"
Indeterminate flower,
would you, soul of white petals, be more exact,
virtualizing your few thoughts
around poetry?
A method is the awakening
on exterminate fields
of silence. In and out
of context. In an
excess of power.
Then, other thousand flowers.
All serving
a world of bees
into a whirled obsession,
blindly perceiving fear
as one perceives one's passion.
erminia
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