It couldn’t dry up The fountain that never existed And although all form has a limit Perhaps in this end It isn’t yours the one that survives the others. Because here I am inhaling your difficult concept My gills are filling with salt And each stretch of the race Roars its existence furiously Making of […]
Archivo de junio 2012
The reason
False magic Simple waste But not pure Premeditated pain. A rose grows Until it reaches the sky That knows infection That is razed of regret. Then the grease in the set o dishes The fatigue in the wrinkles The children born and forgotten For a memorized definition, The slow steps of disgust The tragic insult […]
The queries
What are you going to say to her? When after forcing her They have snatched without shame What she wanted most Because, does it make her feel more important?How are you going to heal her with explanations? The wounds that hurt each piece of skin When she knows she was born without marks And the […]
Some day
Some day I also believed That in the morning The flowers never lie I wanted to be, some day And to attain permanence At least in one heart That can predict the impossible. It was my habit To ask for a lot And still give more So that I can dream with just a little. […]
The possibility
Permission to change To generate and transform To raise a protest High above a deep hole. Brief land, offended By the complaining of its birds For its weary breath Of those who don’t feel it. One lie after another The fragility of preaching In the tortuous rooms Where only one woman Supplies pleasure to hundreds […]
The entangler
He played at the time and webbed The afternoon when somebody said to him That the hand that caresses Must not be the same that strikes. While his body rests His mind continues traveling And up to date what he has perceived That he can not imagine everything. Walking around Where the things are coming […]
December
It’s already coming, unavoidable, The smell of coconut flowers The hysterical song of cicadas And the truck transporting water melons. The nearness would scare him On his neck he will only receive a stroke The enormous weight of the almanac already old That during the morning will sing in desperation. Trying a smile His old […]
Resignation or not
As it wasn’t pain what you looked for You found an explanatory solution You allotted some time, a few days in the almanac You knew that it wouldn’t be enough for the deceit. Of one you said idealist, of the other opportunist Living your part in judgment The hidden minutes when you decided The consequence […]