onacarom
Member
Mud and blood
Like that gentle rain
that penetrates the earth
slowly
without hurting it
that's how they were those words
that I do not remember in this today
in which it has rained mud
Everything is covered
by the color of the broken brick t
urned to dust
like dust is what it keeps a suitcase
forgotten at the station
and that no one claims
Rain dust and words
strange trinity
that makes me look in drawers
something that soothes my soul
while the war becomes landscape
behind the windows
Mud and blood
underwater
Like that gentle rain
that penetrates the earth
slowly
without hurting it
that's how they were those words
that I do not remember in this today
in which it has rained mud
Everything is covered
by the color of the broken brick t
urned to dust
like dust is what it keeps a suitcase
forgotten at the station
and that no one claims
Rain dust and words
strange trinity
that makes me look in drawers
something that soothes my soul
while the war becomes landscape
behind the windows
Mud and blood
underwater
