Songs of Summer

 
1

Incomplete, restless
give me thought
of wanting to be well
and I do not know.

I remove sounds, one by one
every chord out of tune
that I hear in the film
where the light does not pass.

I lift my back and go to the shore
but I don't find any of the ways
where my story has been told.

Almost no sun and already quite salty
intemperate collision
I am not in myself nor am I of myself...

2

Today I went out in the rain
I danced in the lakes of drops
I drank drops and tears
I soaked myself in me.

In thin sails I navigated myself
in my dreams I let myself drown
I created storms in me...
I left my heart unattended.

3

My distracted heart
then be a walker on my back
since it is drum out of rhythm.

PAR