Friday, January 13, 2012

     by andré boniatti

your neighbor isn’t more than your brother.
that one for whom
you die
   and who you pardon.  understand:
     your life isn’t more than
the day you pass white,
or understanding
   something new,
or loving.
     something on the beach
     or living our lives on the wind
or watching a movie,
your life
isn’t more than the

   that anybody won’t know to play.


     understand: as your neighbor, someday, finally,
will (he too) now understand.

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