Las cabezas sostienen
doradas coronas de televisión,
con tal letargo
quedamos exhaustos.
¡Vida de mierda!
Zancos por no pisar
la tierra húmeda.
Rodearse de cosas pasajeras
y aspirar el éter.
Dar un paseo en el desfile
de los cuerdos, los razonables.
Créeme que la noche ya se cansa de ello.
Escala sobre las respuestas
y se mofa de las verdades,
se burla de lo absurdo y lo correcto.
Se conoce en ella
que no se puede despertar a los muertos.
Showing posts with label literature. Show all posts
Showing posts with label literature. Show all posts
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Coronas Doradas - escrito 15
Sunday, January 07, 2007
time & rythm - escrito 4
It's a question of time and patience. U got a different rythm. I want everything now. But I know it insn't possibe. 'Cause I'm in troubled now. I gotta get out of this mess. Maybe if U had decided something before, I wouldn't be in this situiation. But it¡s stupid to live thinking what would have happened to me if only...
I live in the hope that U'll be by my side someday. Until then, I'll wait for U patiently. Now's the time to wait.
Going out without U was a terrible thing to do. But now's too late to rearrange it. Things are already done.
I live in the hope that U'll be by my side someday. Until then, I'll wait for U patiently. Now's the time to wait.
Going out without U was a terrible thing to do. But now's too late to rearrange it. Things are already done.
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