re (s) to

i           no        mi       ná        vel      

ne        nhum               nome               resta

                                                                                   que                  te                        
im        por       ta                                 se                                 a
                                  
                                    nuance            individual                  remota
                                                                                   deturpou         o             que      interessa?

amarga noite
                        amarga vida
                       
                                   quan       do       o

va                                zio
            te         ce       
a          ci         ca        triz
                                                                      

                                   ne        ste

                                                           cô        mo       do
                                                                                         
 in        cô        mo       do
 

                                                                       há                                   somente
                                                                       a dramática memória irrelevante
                                                                       que                                              ignorei

                                                                                                      e nunca quis

cálculos
            mili
            métricos
                        compõem a paisagem

sofá

                                                           adiante
                                                                                  
                                                           dos pés
                                                                                                                      esticados

           
                                    à parede                                                                                                                                                                                           espelhada à                                                                                                                                                                             frente
                                                          
                                                                       na        da                    há

                      fo
                                   ra
                                                                       do                                           lu         gar
 

                                                                                 so          mente

quem
            se
                        ex        pres     sa

                                                                  e de
                                                                                 pres
                                                                                             sa
 

                                                                                                          as
                                                                                                                      fa         lhas     se        ajei      tam                  e                      me            

                                                                       incorporam
                                                                      
                                                                                                           e
                                                                                   sem

                                               pres
                                                                       sa
                                                                      

quem
                        es
                                               cre
                                                                       ve
 
                                                                                              vai
 
                                                                                                                       min
                       
                                                                                                          guan
                                              
                                                                                              do
                                                                                   lân                  
                                                                      
                                                                       guido
           
                                                           sô
                                                                       fre       go

na        da                                                                                          
    resta

                        tu
                           do
                               se per
                                           de

                                                                 e me perco

em
cur
            vas
em
bar
            reiras
em
enig
            mas
            deste per        
                                   curso
                                               de Dédalo

                                                                                                                      esta Besta
                                                                                           que nele habita
                                                                                         jamais se liberta
                                                                                                          é morta e
 apri
si
o
nada


                                                                                                                      Ícaro voa

                                                                                              se desprende do sonho

                                   retornando do onírico
                                   ao eterno terreno
                                   e nada resta até o tenro
                                   esquecimento
                                   e tudo que resta
                                   não resta tempo
                                   e o menino se intoxica
                                   com o pensar e o veneno

de
                  eterno                                         temos                                      e             só
                                                                     temos

a                                     perda                                                       de                                     tempo