Inspired by the poetry of Federico Garcia Lorca.

This flaming music
Cannot stop itself
Useless anyway!
The guitar sings of things
It dares not understand
The surly birds of a dead spring
Of bloody spades
And sinking sands
And cameliatic brands
This life without death
These pointless arrows
These wineless cups
This meeting without understanding
This whimless moon
These bullrings
Ringing endlessly
Why?