Suprassumos da quintessência

O papel é curto.

                                                         Viver é comprido.
                                                                       Oculto ou ambíguo,
                                                           Tudo o que digo
                                                                           Tem ultrassentido.
                                                                          Se rio de mim,
                                                               Me levem a sério.
                                                                             Ironia estéril?
                                                               Vai nesse ínterim,
                                                                              Meu inframistério.
                                                                  

Paulo Leminski

Abraços,

Juliana Gobbe