Tendrás una muerte dulce. Y sucumbirás en trance bello y trágico... En Oriente, es la muerte entre cerezos. Lo que vendría a ser en Occidente Muerte entre las flores.
1.
Cuando me callo,
la pared empieza a sonar.
Tarde primaveral.
Ejecución mañana;
igualo las uñas cortándolas,
noche primaveral.
2.
Mis ideales no tienen columna vertebral,
como un muerto marchita rosa,
Mis pétalos brillan negro.
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10/31/23: Scandinavian Art Show
11/6/23: Video Art Around The World
11/29/23: Lecture: History of Art
12/1/23: Installations 2023 Indie Film Festival
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