I like to look out the window of the aquarium,
stretch in the act of leaping,
to ride the roofs of the citygray bird and chariots of fire. Window
concave boredom and routines,
interior.
Vereda
glass I walk every day, every hour.
Open to me and the city away. Today
me peek your eyes breathe all the air
to imagine jumping from your bank
Drawing Francisco Lemos
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