What If Nothing Happens, Then Some Form. Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

something falls in the cup

something else

i select protect reject

the best

reject the infamy, the evasion, the shame

so let the foamy waves take you to the foot of the mountain

of happy encounters of delight

cheerfull encouragement

and sparks

language and less empires of

more logic

human passions,

the creator formed everything

separated

light from darkness

good from bad which equaled peace which bore a thousand fabulous alegories concerning passion

and fountains of joy that irregates

the flowers, that the doves drink out of

the moving clouds are reflected

your eyes see mine nd we embrace kiss hold each other after this horrible fight

after the long journey


through the tall grass

i m a good catch friend of the moon



on its