El Naufragi del Golea

Francisco Gutiérrez. Don't know how it all got started
I don't know what they're doin' with their lives
But me, I'm still on the road
Headin' for another joint
We always did feel the same
We just saw it from a different point
Of wiew
Tangled up in blue
Bob Dylan
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Remant cap a...

golea | 03 Febrer, 2005

I

ara rema el futur per escapar del naufragi:
l’arena de la platja és el meu nord
           –un poema escrit en ella
un refugi per esperar la mort
II
i l’animal que som sofreix
perquè no troba el final
de l’espiral

Els Camps Elisis d'una vida, 1984.
 
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