Fragil

fragile and hot,
taste of nothing all in my mind.
fever in my world,
everything passes, everything boils.

god despairs, almost no one remembers him,
loves as always, that are not what they reflect.

seas in my legs,
they are pleasures, they are sentences
totes of promises,
that fill but do not spill.

easy is my doubt, difficult the answer,
you sleep in your bed,
and outside everything in flames.

shut your mouth,
the sun doesn't heat today,
your world has debts
that my sorrows will pay.