A child’s deal

If you tell me how it was like to
Become stone,
I can teach you how to
Make wings with
Things like
Dried blood and
Pieces of fallen leaves.

And then, (maybe?)
We would be able to
Remember
How it was like
When
We both had wings
And were
Able to fly.

16jan03

(Poesia de autoria de Lígia Gomes Carneiro
reprodução proibida sem autorização.)