Burro Doctor Horse
We laugh at first, too
Then curse
All night hearing thrss thrss rounds
Ears to Earth
Under frosty rotating nebulae
As in War
Expecting to listen “mi arma” my mind
And “mi vida” my life
What ¿
Gamblering prospector
Burro doctor horse
Trader prostituyes
Turned to dust Gioia
With oponed skirt
Gathering wood in the sand of Arabs
Privileged to see
The union of Sky and Earth
As the Great Gatsby
Sitting in its living room
And playing through the night
With “The Start of Things”
By Ali Smith
Breaking up like having to lock
Someone out in the asking
And not in the answering
Of her “The Whole Story”
Because we live at the Edge
Of the rays of Moon
Bronzed with small exclamation
Of the tongue:
“Pretty good
Go on with all
It s too immense.

“Como Don Quijote” © Daniel de Cullá
Daniel de Cullá, born 1955, is a Poet & Writer, painter & Photographer, as well as a member of the Spanish Writers Association. Founder and Editor of the reviews of BodyArt, Art and Culture Gallo Tricolor GALLO TRICOLOR, and Robespierre. He participates in Cultural Acts of Theatre and Performance. Appointed Ambassador of the Word by Museum of the Word, he currently lives between Burgos, Madrid and North Hollywood.
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