søndag 13. juli 2014
Neighbourhood... Barrio de Palestine.
Inside the house they take shelter
from ?
The stars or bombs.
Night collapses.
Within,
a dead girl,
a crimson rose
hidden in her hair.
Six nightingales on the railing
weep for her.
The people keep sighing
with gaping guitars...
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