nothing was really a cruel ...
wandering albatrosses looked at mehum along
but I was not looking to Batman
and I never found Uriel
only the glacial pulsion
arms in cross of the crazy harlequin
Sarah Guyard-Guillot wings
wounded by light
no crime under the pillow
overshadowing the skylight:
compassion was not a toxic substance ...
and only in the unlikely territory
of the Polar Bird
the wave boreal
-© carmina ral 2016 (Ophelia riu)