The cold flows to the tiger stone

(FL FR)

poem by Ruth Salles

the cold flows
in front of the crack.
Fragile Flora
shiver in fever.

The cold flows to the tiger.
In front of the crack, the forest.
Fragile Flora, trembling,
stop the fever with the bottle.

The cold flows to the tiger stone.
In front of the crack, the forest shakes.
Fragile Flora, trembling in the square,
stop the fever with the flake from the bottle.