At the Café Entropy
Outside my window, there
in the fleeting life of the suburbs
a boy saved the world once
it turned its back to the void
showing the flashing passing of the secret
At the café entropy, the gathering of souls
the worrying patrons listen to something irreversible
a transformed wind charges the emotions
scattering time in lonely events
and the words into frightened birds
I flow in saving seas, in watery labyrinths
each spring is an uncertain cryptogram
that takes away all the storm that birthed me
and emigrates
what passed sparkles inaccessibly
what comes, exists here
among the icebergs

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