Caricamento in corso...

It's Capital

Watching her breathe
 
is the only thing worthwhile because,
 
My money burns like tinder
 
and height is not the range,
 
The thickness of an old oak,
 
Or powerful as cash exchange.
 
You can’t be waterproof
 
or have the strength of the rock,
 
as the wind, lasting eternally knows
 
that’s what nature mocks.
 
Never to be as furious,
 
As the hell you live and breathe,
 
or never be as warm
 
As the bear-skin,
 
living far beneath.
 
Nothing you have will stay,
 
Flowing off like water -
 
Maybe it is safer, to
 
Live day by day -
 
Rather than facing the slaughter.
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