cansaço...

                                               na boca

                                        sal do pranto

                                           desencanto

                                       do meu canto

                         no corpo

                         me enlaça

                         tão sem graça

                         tua farsa

                                               na noite

                                            tão escura

                                             a procura

                                              já satura

                        na alma

                        o anseio

                        sem floreio

                        parte ao meio...