Insoluble Poem Poem by Darlan M Cunha

INSOLUBLE POEM


How can one live unpunished between solutes
solvents and lack of solutions?

The free radical seems to be gone inside
of you, O uproar, the radicals live free within the crowd
and dig into the foundations or gnaw the bases of a
good fellowship - and you in their midst, giving them the usual.

But what's up with you, for example,
these melodies full of pepper and salt, when my escapades
go to azo and lime?