How is born in the word that subtly leads us

 As one is born in the word that subtly always takes us denied in the chest with its red iron engraved with screams of submissive throat where dreams are a look that avidly hides and seeks to silence the uninscribed accusation of unfair silence that had to silence despite the language, what to say to disturb should not be done except during the hectic night walking through the narrow streets of Paris that screams where you are elusive shadow in these hours where the cranial bone breaks against the walls on the raw wandering march