HUMANOPÉDIA by Iuri Costa

The shape follows the function, as a bridge above the mountains completes the image.
of a restricted sunset.
Like an endless suffocating ending.
The decay of the descending song.
The absence of contentment ability.
Me! ... I began to see the beauty in the bittersweet words that came out of frustration.
Like a structured hymn the image screamed:
Oh! All humans I've ever seen.