Friday, September 25

HelloGoodbye



All I see is where our days repeat
and our love goes on
as our hair grows long.

Thursday, September 24

Read My Mind

My mind is in silence

The only voice I barely hear is my own

All the doors and windows are now closed (with a thousand nails)

There is someone outside who can help me.


One by one starts falling

Someone is on the other side.


The door is wide open

The sweetest scent invades my soul

My heart is beating faster as the time goes by

I can´t open my mouth, my lips are sealed.


Have you ever seen my true feelings?

I should explain them to you some day,

but not now nor in this chapter.


Monday, September 21

Marrow



Mouth connects to the teeth
and teeth to the loves and curses.

Saturday, September 19

Thursday, September 17

Nocturno

He llegado a “ese” momento de la madrugada

Aquel en el que la razón se debilita y cede paso a lo etéreo

El sueño se convierte en un sedante

Y la tranquilidad de la noche en el perfecto escenario

No puedes leer mi mente

No puedes ver mi rostro

Y aun así siento tu cercanía entre mis ojos

Los labios resecos

Las pupilas dilatadas

Tu imagen se proyecta en mi muestra privada

El reloj marca las tres

Me apresuro con esta breve entrega

Nada más un enter y habré terminado.


Tuesday, September 15

Instantanea 8


Cold Night

Not of This Earth

She lives in outer space

looking for stars.

Walking down the moon she discovered my hideout

She arrived at night

A bittersweet melody came out of her mouth

An endless caress in my ears

She grabbed my face and blew my mind

We turned into stardust

and flew back to space.

Monday, September 14

Cutie 1



And we watched the plumes paint the sky gray
But she laughed and danced through the field of graves
And there I knew it would be alright
That everything would be alright.

Friday, September 11

Instantanea 7

The Path

21 años tratando de ser alguien real...

Wednesday, September 9


Weird arpeggios sounded in my mind...until the harmony came back to your voice.

Tuesday, September 8

Hojas sueltas

Se preguntó si seria capaz de escribir sin pluma,

si podría aprender a hablar,

a llenar la oscuridad con su voz lanzando las palabras al aire,

a las paredes,

a la ciudad,

aunque la luz no volviera nunca mas.

C.F. Ciudad de cristal , Paul Auster

Sunday, September 6

Post it 6


I´m right where I am supposed to be, some place between you and me...

Thursday, September 3

Just a Dream

There he was, trying to wake up

Remembering all those words he heard the night before

His mind was absent; his body was unable to move

A thin layer of voice came out of his mouth

I am no longer here

There is a lot of logic in my words

That only I can understand

Shame on me

Where is my grand finale?

They said this should last at least 8 hours

So I have 3 more hours to play dead

She said something I didn´t understand

He said it was only a bad dream

And the only thing I remember is a phone call interrupting my sleep

It was…

My name wasn´t my name, but nobody could speak…

Maybe I was in somebody else dream

But I can´t, it´s not fair

I should go and look into my files

There must be something good to recall

This looks good, this ought to do it

Sweet dreams.


Wednesday, September 2

Kennedy 2

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