The many ifs take a morning shower ahead
Shadows that draw their/lines/ dig profound as if years could flow or bank onto shores of yore (whose face?/) Mark routes accordingly to sidewinding wrinkles in the background African beats Asia Claims too the drumbeat . We are to believe theirs is ours…
Read MoreYou would think
Y’oud think/a grain of dust/carrying/The light of a sunray/floating about/this late april 23rd afternoon/ giving notice of itself/would arose suspicion/as insignificant it may seem/for some reason or 2/ yet/as it floats/ in the stillness of a quiet…
Read Morepesudo-soniquetes matutinos
Hay sonidos que solo la soledad sabe de ellos. Como el ruido que mi refrigerador hace cuando todo estalla en silencio. O luces que nunca te imaginas que vislumbran tanto como la luz azul del standby de la tele o las bocinas de la computadora./ Luego los…
Read MoreEsta mañana
Con los sonidos de House/Mi estómago tiene exasperación/Por falta de imaginación/ Aguardo/Esta mañana/Un sin fin de especulaciones/La guerra comienza/ Inicio/Fatal/Para el bienestar del Yo/Insisto en dejar fluir las cosas/ Sin teñirles de prejuicios o lo…
Read MoreCrespúsculo del sol de la medianoche
Ever seen how the sun hits the branches of the pine tree? How it shines on the windows facing NE the shadows with patches of the NE sun sparkling dew as if the day was setting or a dawn arriving too late? The particular force of the light as if its…
Read MoreLa hora de la revolución
Se acerca la hora de ir a trabajar ver a los colegas recibir y retransmitir la energía que fluye, al verles los ojos, sus emociones, sus almas. Pero qué digo, yo no retransmito, solo logro recibir como las estrellas se remiten a escuchar nuestra…
Read MoreApril is the cruelest month 2014
During a run I noticed that the city park workers had done maintenance in our little lake called Ingsbergssjí¶n I often misspell its name. This day full of sun offered interesting aspects Like how some thin sheets of ice lingered about and how some ducks…
Read MoreOne for the birds
A little bird told me I command your presence All I have to do is think of you & et voilí ! Yearn burns desire dreams of you thinking of you as the years pass by am I doomed to be just a simply admirer? Or will I touch your flesh someday? Can I ever…
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