<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755014957114278536</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:44:02.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a cor do sangue</title><subtitle type='html'>sonetaria barata</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marcos 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grande apego&lt;br /&gt;os braços unidos com abono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fez-se o desgosto e o ciúme&lt;br /&gt;em direção ao bronco cume&lt;br /&gt;da angústia incomensurável&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meu coração, qual o da criança&lt;br /&gt;dança selvagem, porém dança&lt;br /&gt;o ritmo do passado indomável&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755014957114278536-6575489083365438133?l=cordosangue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/feeds/6575489083365438133/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755014957114278536&amp;postID=6575489083365438133' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/6575489083365438133'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/lmvnkw"&gt;Morte de cão emociona alunos e funcionários da UFSC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755014957114278536-4136410979694058826?l=cordosangue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/feeds/4136410979694058826/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755014957114278536&amp;postID=4136410979694058826' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/4136410979694058826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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ciência implacável do doutor&lt;br /&gt;ignora nadalém doutro grito de dor&lt;br /&gt;entra zelosa nas entranhas da gengiva&lt;br /&gt;até tornar vermelha a incolor saliva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a calma agora atende por anestesia&lt;br /&gt;no cosmos que é a boca do humano&lt;br /&gt;cuja carne rósea, exposta em demasia&lt;br /&gt;se entrega cega ao aço inox do tirano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enfim, terminada a pestilenta serenata&lt;br /&gt;tiradentes, paciente, cada qual, um nada&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755014957114278536-8251137173059864166?l=cordosangue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/feeds/8251137173059864166/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755014957114278536&amp;postID=8251137173059864166' 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type='html'>eis que chega, finalmente, na cidade azul&lt;br /&gt;o segundo sarau bélico, sem chumbo, nu&lt;br /&gt;arcabouço desejado para que todos gritem&lt;br /&gt;ou apenas brindem, amem ou se pintem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;venham todos sujar a cara, brincar de funda&lt;br /&gt;ao invés de arma, mas, e se pegar na bunda?&lt;br /&gt;não há problema, pois podes ir na fé&lt;br /&gt;que a guerra vai ser contra o que não dá pé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;então, querido amigo, aí, solitário no cais&lt;br /&gt;traz a tua guitarra com o adesivo da Mormaii&lt;br /&gt;cante com a gente ao infante som da rebeldia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chega junto lá na Andrade e mostra o artifício&lt;br /&gt;que usa para ludibriar e embelezar o teu vício&lt;br /&gt;de ser esse novo homem a nascer da gritaria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: não esqueçam, o II Sarau da Andrade Artigos Bélicos acontecerá no sábado que vem (11/07), em Tubarão, na casa do Lucas (esquina da januário alves garcia com pio XII, 110, centro, margem esquerda - MAPA: &lt;a href="javascript:void(0);" target="_blank" onclick="_linkInterstitial('http://tinyurl.com/ocollu'); return false;"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/ocollu&lt;/a&gt;). não se acanhe, traga sua banda, canção, poema, vídeo, número de dança, de mágica, o que quiser. e se não tiver nada em mãos, pode vir só pra olhar também. everyone's welcome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755014957114278536-7041921332922744541?l=cordosangue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/feeds/7041921332922744541/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755014957114278536&amp;postID=7041921332922744541' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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heard the loudest scream&lt;br /&gt;that came from your mouth&lt;br /&gt;and saw a rocking body's south&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were you and me, together&lt;br /&gt;on the boogie floor, whether&lt;br /&gt;we enjoyed ourselves or not&lt;br /&gt;anyway we were a kind of hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we found gals hanging out there&lt;br /&gt;two little ones that were so fair&lt;br /&gt;we didn't fear their passin' fancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, that's pretty exciting now&lt;br /&gt;to figure out that you, somehow&lt;br /&gt;really made me feel like dancing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755014957114278536-1563739728623041297?l=cordosangue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/feeds/1563739728623041297/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755014957114278536&amp;postID=1563739728623041297' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/1563739728623041297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/1563739728623041297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/2009/06/jackos-sonet.html' title='jacko&apos;s sonnet'/><author><name>Marcos Blasius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06887009498972512897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755014957114278536.post-4963115353517121939</id><published>2009-05-25T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:34:01.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>direi nunca mais ao lamento</title><content type='html'>direi nunca mais ao lamento&lt;br /&gt;pois bem já estava na hora!&lt;br /&gt;farei de mim um só intento&lt;br /&gt;de burlar-me sem demora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porém no que implicaria isto&lt;br /&gt;reflete esse meu leitor arisco&lt;br /&gt;não sei dizer, meu pobre diabo&lt;br /&gt;mesmo sendo ainda eu o coitado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não à velha verborragia sôfrega!&lt;br /&gt;caia em mim, esperança trôpega&lt;br /&gt;todavia ainda a doce esperança&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mesmo eu sendo uno no marasmo&lt;br /&gt;na ação implacável do pleonasmo&lt;br /&gt;de querer voltar a ser criança&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755014957114278536-4963115353517121939?l=cordosangue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/feeds/4963115353517121939/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755014957114278536&amp;postID=4963115353517121939' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/4963115353517121939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/4963115353517121939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='direi nunca mais ao lamento'/><author><name>Marcos Blasius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06887009498972512897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755014957114278536.post-3383804819918277602</id><published>2009-05-25T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:22:50.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mixing wines</title><content type='html'>i don't feel really okay&lt;br /&gt;when your eyes find mine&lt;br /&gt;just for shaking my way&lt;br /&gt;of drinking my own wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i don't care about&lt;br /&gt;where it's driving me to&lt;br /&gt;all i gotta do is find out&lt;br /&gt;why it comes only before you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll leave it all away&lt;br /&gt;then i'm gonna start to pray&lt;br /&gt;for the feeling coming instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so don't stop flirting with me&lt;br /&gt;perhaps what is going to be&lt;br /&gt;is my wine through your head&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755014957114278536-3383804819918277602?l=cordosangue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/feeds/3383804819918277602/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755014957114278536&amp;postID=3383804819918277602' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/3383804819918277602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/3383804819918277602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/2009/05/mixing-wines.html' title='mixing wines'/><author><name>Marcos Blasius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06887009498972512897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755014957114278536.post-5768857275215037296</id><published>2009-05-08T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T02:09:21.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>separacinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;eu disse não querer mais&lt;br /&gt;sem vontade, por impulso&lt;br /&gt;de lágrimas correm os sais&lt;br /&gt;dos corações agora avulsos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não entendeste de um sopro&lt;br /&gt;e quem me dera, pude pensar&lt;br /&gt;essa tormenta fosse o escopo&lt;br /&gt;de ares novos a se avizinhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pois então paremos de engrupir&lt;br /&gt;essa réstia de razão a escapulir&lt;br /&gt;do corpo ainda são, quiçá humano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teremos duas semanas, um mês&lt;br /&gt;talvez pra sempre, nunca, talvez&lt;br /&gt;mas no amor quero ser veterano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755014957114278536-5768857275215037296?l=cordosangue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/feeds/5768857275215037296/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755014957114278536&amp;postID=5768857275215037296' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/5768857275215037296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/5768857275215037296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/2009/05/separacinha.html' title='separacinha'/><author><name>Marcos Blasius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06887009498972512897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755014957114278536.post-773317998618362327</id><published>2009-05-05T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T02:01:48.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>da inércia</title><content type='html'>são os expedientes da preguiça&lt;br /&gt;ao confundirem minha vontade&lt;br /&gt;que injuriam o cabo que me iça&lt;br /&gt;e me lançam na cova da saudade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não toco em temer a penitência&lt;br /&gt;ao pecado outrora alardeado&lt;br /&gt;falo sim do peso ensimesmado&lt;br /&gt;de minha profunda incoerência&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quis tudo o que há no mundo&lt;br /&gt;e quis tudo ao mesmo tempo&lt;br /&gt;que hoje não mais desbundo&lt;br /&gt;sequer meus dias, e lamento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;já que 'inda estarei aqui sentado&lt;br /&gt;quando o eclipse atingir seu fado&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755014957114278536-773317998618362327?l=cordosangue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/feeds/773317998618362327/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755014957114278536&amp;postID=773317998618362327' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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asseio&lt;br /&gt;e contigo entro nos bares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não me canso de te ouvir&lt;br /&gt;na balbúrdia desse salão&lt;br /&gt;e se já estás n'ora de ir&lt;br /&gt;seguro firme a tua mão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o que dizes não me apetece&lt;br /&gt;enfadonho, mas me aquece&lt;br /&gt;teu timbre são, vezes rouco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saímos rindo e passo a crer&lt;br /&gt;com pés sobre o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;petit-pavé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que terás-me, qual um louco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755014957114278536-4258166086319043534?l=cordosangue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/feeds/4258166086319043534/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755014957114278536&amp;postID=4258166086319043534' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/4258166086319043534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/4258166086319043534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/2009/04/tardes-perigosas.html' title='tardes perigosas'/><author><name>Marcos Blasius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06887009498972512897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755014957114278536.post-1845404123418620158</id><published>2009-04-26T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:30:52.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>try thinking with my heart, step one</title><content type='html'>need to write a poem quickly and furiously&lt;br /&gt;certainly i can't&lt;br /&gt;someone's waiting for me near here&lt;br /&gt;and i can't be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop barking you fucking poodle!&lt;br /&gt;let me think&lt;br /&gt;or at least&lt;br /&gt;live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... bite me, please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755014957114278536-1845404123418620158?l=cordosangue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/feeds/1845404123418620158/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755014957114278536&amp;postID=1845404123418620158' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/1845404123418620158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/1845404123418620158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/2009/04/try-thinking-with-my-heart-step-one.html' title='try thinking with my heart, step one'/><author><name>Marcos Blasius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06887009498972512897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755014957114278536.post-8063157280271033569</id><published>2009-04-26T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T01:24:31.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fui contigo em alerta</title><content type='html'>fui contigo em alerta&lt;br /&gt;até onde eu não podia&lt;br /&gt;fui janela mais que aberta&lt;br /&gt;no lar que então se erguia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esse meu primeiro lar&lt;br /&gt;que há pouco eu escrevia&lt;br /&gt;ainda aspirava ao ar&lt;br /&gt;da certeza tão esguia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sonhos são mentira?&lt;br /&gt;tal certeza os trairia&lt;br /&gt;e deixaria-me no limbo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;restou-me pois a lira&lt;br /&gt;oxalá ela me tira&lt;br /&gt;a marca desse carimbo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755014957114278536-8063157280271033569?l=cordosangue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/feeds/8063157280271033569/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755014957114278536&amp;postID=8063157280271033569' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/8063157280271033569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/8063157280271033569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/2009/04/fui-contigo-em-alerta.html' title='fui contigo em alerta'/><author><name>Marcos Blasius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06887009498972512897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755014957114278536.post-3220346470306003416</id><published>2009-02-06T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T23:15:59.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>do futuro</title><content type='html'>Estive pensando sobre um lugar para morar. E deve haver mato lá, onde eu vou plantar mil gotas de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia estarei lá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ainda não. Sou moço e tenho muito o que viver.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755014957114278536-3220346470306003416?l=cordosangue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/feeds/3220346470306003416/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755014957114278536&amp;postID=3220346470306003416' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/3220346470306003416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/3220346470306003416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/2009/02/do-futuro-mais-as-coisas-nossas.html' title='do futuro'/><author><name>Marcos Blasius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06887009498972512897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755014957114278536.post-3661151517652511168</id><published>2009-02-06T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:46:38.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mais estranhos que o paraíso</title><content type='html'>"Não vou te levar comigo"&lt;br /&gt;"Por quê?"&lt;br /&gt;"Não vou levá-lo"&lt;br /&gt;"Que pensas?"&lt;br /&gt;"Não é assim tão fácil".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fez alguma cara de (dar) pena.&lt;br /&gt;Pena em mim, e acabei levando-o.&lt;br /&gt;Lá, queríamos comer.&lt;br /&gt;Vimos que não tínhamos dinheiro.&lt;br /&gt;Fugi, deixei-o ao léu.&lt;br /&gt;Voltei arrependido.&lt;br /&gt;Trouxe-o comigo.&lt;br /&gt;Me olhou sério.&lt;br /&gt;Sumi de novo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora pra sempre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755014957114278536-3661151517652511168?l=cordosangue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/feeds/3661151517652511168/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755014957114278536&amp;postID=3661151517652511168' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/3661151517652511168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/3661151517652511168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/2009/02/nao-vou-te-levar-comigo-por-que-nao-vou.html' title='mais estranhos que o paraíso'/><author><name>Marcos Blasius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06887009498972512897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755014957114278536.post-6457768022352654488</id><published>2009-02-06T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:07:11.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a internet não tem todas as respostas para a minha vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755014957114278536-6457768022352654488?l=cordosangue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/feeds/6457768022352654488/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755014957114278536&amp;postID=6457768022352654488' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/6457768022352654488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/6457768022352654488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/2009/02/internet-nao-tem-todas-as-respostas.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcos Blasius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06887009498972512897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755014957114278536.post-4868119764681130003</id><published>2009-02-04T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T13:00:46.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vendaval</title><content type='html'>diante dessas folhas que esvoaçam ao vento&lt;br /&gt;dos caules milhas à paz que lhes diz respeito&lt;br /&gt;carrego a dúvida que arrebata num estalo&lt;br /&gt;aquele que vê uma planta estraçalhar-se&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da garagem o frio existe&lt;br /&gt;o teto úmido existe&lt;br /&gt;medo existe&lt;br /&gt;qual nada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ainda que imagem nefasta&lt;br /&gt;em seu mais fiel desdobramento&lt;br /&gt;vejo a representação mais bela&lt;br /&gt;do que comporta o prazer pleno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aos demônios o que está para ser!&lt;br /&gt;tenho essa garoa feroz na ponta do meu nariz&lt;br /&gt;um assovio estridente no meu ouvido&lt;br /&gt;a violência que não humana me cala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contemplo e sorrio selvagem&lt;br /&gt;aquilo que já se afigura caos&lt;br /&gt;e perdido na vastidão da palavra&lt;br /&gt;sinto o meu co-ra-ção palpitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;falta d'ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coração&lt;br /&gt;és boa rima demais pra ser dor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boa demais pra ser não.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755014957114278536-4868119764681130003?l=cordosangue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/feeds/4868119764681130003/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755014957114278536&amp;postID=4868119764681130003' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/4868119764681130003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/4868119764681130003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/2009/02/vendaval.html' title='vendaval'/><author><name>Marcos Blasius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06887009498972512897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755014957114278536.post-7114947847876704031</id><published>2008-04-04T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T17:09:36.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ao gato</title><content type='html'>mie, gatinho, mie&lt;br /&gt;mas o faça tão alto como eu.&lt;br /&gt;(vamos cantar juntos, vamos formar uma dupla!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2755014957114278536-7114947847876704031?l=cordosangue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/feeds/7114947847876704031/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2755014957114278536&amp;postID=7114947847876704031' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/7114947847876704031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2755014957114278536/posts/default/7114947847876704031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cordosangue.blogspot.com/2008/04/ao-gato.html' title='ao gato'/><author><name>Marcos 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