Court Letter Of Community Work

TALK REVOLUTION AND WHISPERS




My poem, recited in composite video ...

PRESS TALK * Poet Listen

Torres, Where is the sun?

For in the sky.

Lies

Anda, Poet, and we
with your visions and tricks!

Well, look,
The Sun is in the heart, if you want.
For example, if you think in the beautiful
you like ...
How to light a fire you
like Russian roulette?

course, but that is not sun but
Enceladus
happens to me but not to a
over 1100. Just

! You've been right. As the sun

proposing more than any
jealous and you from nonsense.

If you're talking nonsense,
I scratch my belly,
for that means you're big
and your sun do not avoid it.

Again you're wrong, buddy
hear me, because my Sun
scheduled
me to tell you,
can be with any
that allows your stay.
and clear, if I give in plan
roll deep and solemn aburriríais I heard

very thing ever.

Anyway, please
want to clarify things,

conversation because my head is a bomb.

Well!
The Sun that warms always, is a metaphor for God

and this old man that is its simple parliamentary
server.

Well ... Now I understand ...
what you get,
is, using ideas,
enter your feeling. You

successful. And now,
going to have a drink ...
Calls For The Sun, which like.
Insurance is paid.



Jesus Torres Cabezudo Spain, Alicante, November 9, 2009