DREAMS OF POTATOE
From the belly of the dark underground
Comes and settle at your table
Wearing different disguises
Round,
Dirty,
Rough,
With many eyes
Open to the wonder of her birth,
And the light
Adorn her with bacon
Praise her with cheese
Season her with salt and pepper
She will flirt with your mouth
Allure you with the pure cloud color
Attract you with her source,
carbohydrates.
Make you a slave of her starch
She, Queen of countries' fields,
will offer you a explosion of live
that will load you to the end of times …
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Lunatics Dream 2 - Poetry
PoesíaYou are not crazy. The world sings its beauty, Dance! Who cares? ...
