Arbol Palmera
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Arbol Palmera
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En un estado fino de belleza
veo en los campos, veo al señor.
Los veo a todos en una comedia,
parecen cowboys sin acción
cambian los días cambian mis cabezas
lo que era un prado ahora es león
o es un gato con dreads y algo de lepra y no son mi imaginación.
Lento como se mueve la sombra en el trópico, yo caigo hoy
lento como vacila el aire en tus oídos es mi sopor,
es mi gota de sudor, es la visión del calor, es un buitre.
El árbol mide el tiempo en su corteza yo enajenado miro en derredor,
estoy en medio de un árbol palmera, entra hojas verdes pienso soy.
Desde algún punto de nueva guinea un parlamento llega a mi rincón
llegan camellos masticando brea me traen nubes de vapor.
Lento como ... es un buitre, mi quebrantahuesos.
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