As Memórias Do Amanhã Longínquo

Emptying cups

While the coffee

Gets cold, the world

Keeps moving

To the end of all,

Rushing to the endless

Moment.

Everybody

Is so sure of tomorrow

That makes me sick.

I´m just sure

This coffee

Will be cold soon

So I drink it

Before that,

Enjoying each single

Drop of it.

I don´t like empty

Cups, especially

When they´re dirty.

The Sun is shinning

Upon everybody

And everybody

Is like running from it,

Getting inside places,

Getting inside darkness,

Dry darkness, cold darkness

Full of tic-tac eyes

Without time to smile.

Ok, the coffee is over,

The cup is empty

And dirty, with this

Sugar memories

On the bottom

That I will have to wash

So I go out,

The Sun can´t wait

But memories are forever.

B.