Speaking to me addiction while I write to me
in comma's solitude
hindrances of thought
in dots' silence
paragraphs of everything weaved in the game of words
that we lose
cause we repeat things that pressure the blood too much
more than veins
and the beds where we silently fall asleep
don't belong to us.
na solidão de vírgulas
escolhos do pensamento
no silêncio de pontos
parágrafos de tudo o que se tece no jogo das palavras
que perdemos
porque repetimos coisas que nos pressionam o sangue
mais do que as veias
e não são nossas as camas onde adormecemos
calados.
by Armando TABORDA, in "MANUAL DO DESPERDÍCIO, Ceres Editora, 1994
(post article 1st edition, 2011; 2nd edition, 2016; 3rd edition, 2022)
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