(This poem is related to the spanish short story: "El Encantado Bosque de Arena".)
I am Theseus, a human being
A tall and attractive humanist man.
I hate bugs and live always at seeing
A mythical forest from where I scan
Ethereal shapes, while I eat ice cream
Of chocolate flavor in a glass cup.
I’m thinking of my divorce and redeem
The idea that karma is foul up.
My mind is full of images of trees,
Kelpies and harpies and sphinxes of sand
In a California night of fairies
That lives in the mind of a sandy land.
So this is just the usual masquerade,
That always human beings hide in shade.
I am Theseus, a human being
A tall and attractive humanist man.
I hate bugs and live always at seeing
A mythical forest from where I scan
Ethereal shapes, while I eat ice cream
Of chocolate flavor in a glass cup.
I’m thinking of my divorce and redeem
The idea that karma is foul up.
My mind is full of images of trees,
Kelpies and harpies and sphinxes of sand
In a California night of fairies
That lives in the mind of a sandy land.
So this is just the usual masquerade,
That always human beings hide in shade.
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