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A espinha

É flora em cada

Esquina do meu corpo

Nascitura repentina

À flor da pele.


É espinho

De uma rosa

Ciosa da sua beleza

Assim sempre ansiosa

Atenta desde o rebento

Aos apêndices

Pontiagudos.


Estranho acontecimento

O aparecimento da espinha

Que aflora o corpo

Com ar de anúncio

De circulações poluentes

Lá paro os lados das entranhas.


Mais que uma nódoa

Em fino pano

A curta elevação

Por soar a outro ser

Representa

Maldição.


Mais do que um monte

De lixo orgânico

A espinha

Contem todas as coincidências

Que a elevam a estátua

Monumento de um castigo

Aplicado

No próprio nexo causal que a erigiu.


E a espinha assim qualificada

Ganha dimensão desproporcionada

Proporcionar-lhe-ei então

Estadia prolongada

Para que

Protegida

Não seja forçada

A reprodução incontida

Que torne inabitável

A pele que é chão

E ventre

Desta geração

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