Illusions
Noiseless wrinkles
On our forehead
The frontiers of history,
Shed oblique glances
At Homer’s verses.
Illusions
Full of guilt
Redeem
Wounded whispers
That became echoes
In lighted caves
Of the fools and the innocent.
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