Hibernation Silent Poem by Antonio Liao

Hibernation Silent

deep inside mingling
of thought arise
and the rostrum find just
an empty tomb,
find the wild stomach for
it only catches an
grieving sour

all the while the fingers
twinkle as the
eyes close and the lips murmur
to say goodbye, what makes
it happy when everybody
is unlucky

here take the pendulum
and talk for me
the distance is near, yet too far
to reach, for nothing makes
a man righteous than to take
his shoes and run

let me breath for a little
and say hell