miércoles, 16 de junio de 2010

Fleeting Thoughts



En un café de Madrid cerca de Sol:

Time is as time insistingly stands
Like an eternal and insulting mystery
That will hopefully soon cease to be
When I mutilate the clock's cruel hands
en

1 comentario:

  1. Philip Muller17 de junio de 2010, 2:04

    L-I-K-E.

    But, hum, "When I mutilate the clock's cruel hands"? I mean: "when". "When": (?). Well, never mind.

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