sexta-feira, 20 de setembro de 2013


Free fall

I bring
on purpose
and on a platter
this satisfaction to you

on purpose and at random
a love of self
that spreads
like a seed in the wind

and without germination
bypasses the channels of birth
the places of mating

a love of ashes
a love of the jump
and the fall

so gentle
so light it falls
with no need
for safety net


Erica Weick