Let's pretend to be Us
We'll play this game in two;
Let's play the silence
that makes us leave
when everything is over;
Let's play the fire
that brings us closer
than death would do
with two souls
forgotten on the Earth...
Games of my mind looking for a way to express itself with a pencil and a piece of paper... Juegos de mi mente buscando una manera de expresarse con un lapiz y un trozo de papel...
Monday, January 8, 2007
Horses
It's quiet around me
and I see you coming through...
the mist of my thoughts...
I can hear the trample of the horses
and the rustle of their manes...
and the rain slowly ...
touching their warm backs.
I can see the steams coming
out of their nostrils...
and the restlessness of their crying eyes
sorrounds me....
and their uneasiness makes me wonder:
"Why are here only horses?
Why did you let them speak?
Why does their neighing make me shiver?
Why can't I understand them?"
There are no horses...There is no You...
...it's just my anxiety and....
...the mist...
2001
Wednesday, January 3, 2007
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