Calostro

Sueños rotos
rajados
en oblicua herida
mortaja de suspiros
vanos
solo resquemor
amarga constancia
fatua y fútil
idea de amar
Como me han rulado
en la harina !
pensamiento neutro
solo «varitas»
pa’no sufrir
el desencanto
sueños rotos
rajados
en oblicua herida

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