Desert Eagle Metall Chrom

pale and deep nap ... Whether you've dreamed


Sester
pale and absorbed by the hot wall of a garden.
Play from blackthorn and brambles
clicks blackbirds, rumors of snake.

cracks in the soil or the carob
rows of red stalk
ants that cross or break
on top of tiny bundles. Observe

between the fronds of the distant throb of blades

while rising sea trembling
clicking of cicadas from bare peaks.

And walking in the sun that shines
wonder
felt sad that all of life and fatigue in this tour is

a wall topped with sharp spikes of bottle.

Eugenio Montale