Fruechte Brasiliens

Lulu et Margot

Quiet days in São Paulo, no sensation, except -de temps en temps-sensational sensations; everything still in sight
bright days, quite dark brains, an italian wind without Renaissance message, no messages found in bottles either, excerpts from battles; full, half-full, always filled, gift for the gods, jealous Orichas, or just and most likely but not really desired a (positive) negative drop on the glass that drops much slower;
reaching out for power, power without reach, teeth wide open, two teeth, teeth covered with chocolate, tooth paste, grins; backdrop of the horizon, magnificent birds riding monolithes, lightly, mighty; poisonous snakes waiting for the big orange bright curtain, Urubu, Jaracara.