the water that keeps coming back

Scream
Wounded! of blood on the arm (on the)leg.

Help! Here Here
Help! Help! Crazy, I know the gun
that hurts me and I think

about the smell
of the wounded roses
in the morning.
And I see the fright
that wounds his purity.

And you always there.
And you always killing.
And you, come here

(and) forget the water
that keeps coming back.

microstructures by a confined present and the virus. The water that keeps coming back. 2020 

waiting for a surprise

Waiting..., waiting what...? Who knows.

Waiting a surprise?

Waiting kisses never kissed.

The need to forgive. 

You know..., I get a strange feeling about it.

Waiting about something that could be named as God.

A God that could bring some light.

Smiles? Voices? Hopes and dreams?

I have some problems to remember your face.

I only know I'm still waiting.

But, waiting about what?

Who knows..., maybe I'm in for a surprise.

A surprise about your kisses, never kissed.

photography: "help", installation in the river. Photocopy paper and wood