To P K Dick

Because the animal state seldom happens

except in a spinning wheel

a tribute to Philip K Dick

Winter had come

in the old appartment,

testing all legal basis

of abandoned electronic

hardware supplies.

The decoy hand shot me wild and free

in the sleeping stomach at the front door.

The house closed itself

concealing the crime

of leaving this building

without any previous warning at all.

On the golden rooftop rain

increased the average stupidity

of erosion ans proclaimed plagues.

Vacancy walls was what was left,

echoes of the curses struck on Egypt

by blind gods and goddesses driven by revenge,

supported by an artificiel painted background.

What was real or true I already had forgotten

when I kissed her artificial lips.

It was like tasting the death of a star or an entire planet

in the sudden wake of my own imagination.

GV

March 2014

Pub New Benfica