Transactions (Echoes Of Der Grüne Tisch) Poem by Darlan M Cunha

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DEAR FRIENDS AND SHAREHOLDERS

These transactions are mist, mazes, kaleidoscopes, passwords
that no one will ever discover because we are more than clouds;
we do not even exist, but the clouds are extremely frivolous
and mutants, together or isolated, are sometimes in a bad mood
other times, well with life, and they pay with a wind
naughty, until they dump their bile or the benfazejo hinder
but because they are restless and lewd, they frequent all the sands
knowing that the man swamp is contaminated.
These transactions stay among us, never ventilated, we deserve
The obvious: the filet that can give us the riffraff, guided by this Green Table.


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Der Grüne Tisch: kurt Joost
LINGUEE, Germany. March 2020