Parín sen dor e con pracer

Poema de Xela Arias en “Intempériome”.


Parín sen dor e con
pracer
Estou pa
rindo
todo instante que penetro ou me
penetra.

Solpor, máquinas, liortas,
bicos, días, trasnos…

Parir, aprendo linguas.

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