hey*

where are you?
because i know where you are, but i'm not talking about that
i'm just asking where are you, yes YOU, YOU, YOU
the whole YOU
where are you?
you know what i mean, dont you?

*been trying to meet you

confirmation

i thought that nobody could be stupid enough to throw daisies to the pigs*

* i said: "i thought"... but now i know that someone like that really exists (?)

obvio

a band which name is "i love you but i've chosen the darkness" deserves all my respect*

* in spite of i dont even know one of the songs that they play (?)

light

do you really think that it is so easy like changing a bulb light?*

*how funny... but (there is a light that never goes out)

strings

i dont know exactly why
but i like so much the bands with violins*

*someday i'll find a goat who teaches me how to play the violin

essential

wake up, please*

*it is more than necessary

99

almost a century*

*isnt it ironic?

discovery

at my 50 i find out that the cold weather wasnt made for me

probably i dont like the winter anymore*

*i said "probably" because i could change my mind again at my next 50

tool

she was dangerously in love

and it was a hopeless situation

so she decided: to take distance

to leave behind

to put an ocean between

she thought that she needed "a nail to take out that nail"

and she found a new nail

that was even worst than the first one

because the new one was dark, cruel and had no mercy

then she understood that what she really needed was a hammer*

*hammerme

change

here i said what i supposed that i was nowadays

but probably i was wrong (as usual) and in fact i'm something different

for instance: a little pin or maybe a little stone inside one of your shoes, when you have to walk many -but many- kilometres

witchcraft

life is pretty weird

and you notice that, in the precise moment when someone tells you a secret

that you already knew, but you arent even able to explain how you knew it.*

*in that moment you truly suspect that you have powers or probably that you are a witch

crush

if she were a soluble fish

he would probably be a solid sea*

*so bretonian

respect

-i dont love you anymore

-since when?

-now, just now

...*

*nothing can be more stupid that taking for granted someone else's feelings

trap

, and if i really dont care about it anymore -as i say-

then why does it bother me this way?*

*yeah, why?

che

''After Such Pleasures"



Tonight, seeking your mouth in another mouth.

almost believing it, because that's how blind this river is

that throws me into some woman and submerges me in her

eyes,

and it's sad to swim finally toward the shore of sleep

knowing pleasure is that lowlife slave

who accepts counterfeit coins and circulates them, smiling.



Forgotten purity, how could I hope to recover

that ache of Buenos Aires, that ceaseless hopeless

expectation.

Alone in my open house above the port

to begin being in love with you again,

to meet you again over the morning coffee

with nothing that can't be forgiven

having occured.

And without my having to remember this oblivion

that rises

to no purpose, to erase your squiggles from the blackboard

and leave me nothing more than a starless window. ''

beast

Grandmother was right -as usual- when she used to talk to me about the beauty of the youth*

*or probably cartier bresson was a genius with his camera

** i think that grandmother and cartier bresson were two genius, in fact.
***anyway i know a lot of young people who are pretty ugly

girl

not a woman yet *

*so lost as usual (how tragic!)

(.)

i'm an honest mistake that you made*

*did you mean to?