Which will be
The exact number
Of slackness
Stabs
With those that you
Will leave me lifeless?
Calculated
They were my kisses
According to the order
Of Fibonacci.
And now
That replete it is
My body
Of your iniquities,
I realize
That with numbers,
With binary numbers,
Premeditatedly
You calculated
That my chest
Will be cracked
In shipwreck
Like a sunken
Galleon.
20110831
3329 Disguised in a humpback whale
I believe that it was
Accurately
Disguised
In a humpback whale.
The good Fortune
Came to visit me
One February
Afternoon
As if were
Wing
Of migratory bird
That collapse.
When the water carrier
Poured
His incessant
Pitcher
In a sunny afternoon.
Some years ago,
To me
It arrived
A leviathan
And it swallowed
Completely
The nucleus
Of my chest,
The reason
Of my thought
And the divan
Where it rested
My quite heart.
Accurately
Disguised
In a humpback whale.
The good Fortune
Came to visit me
One February
Afternoon
As if were
Wing
Of migratory bird
That collapse.
When the water carrier
Poured
His incessant
Pitcher
In a sunny afternoon.
Some years ago,
To me
It arrived
A leviathan
And it swallowed
Completely
The nucleus
Of my chest,
The reason
Of my thought
And the divan
Where it rested
My quite heart.
20110830
3328 Our serpentine legs
Our
Serpentine legs
As winding
Ivy
They got entangled
In the interior
Walls
Of my room
And we were bends
And curves
And turning point
Involvedness
Zigzagging
And voluptuous
Climbing plant.
Serpentine legs
As winding
Ivy
They got entangled
In the interior
Walls
Of my room
And we were bends
And curves
And turning point
Involvedness
Zigzagging
And voluptuous
Climbing plant.
3327 False clause
I live in the world
Of the deads.
I awake in the cosmos
Of the dreams.
And my dilemma is
How to reconstruct
Piece by piece
The scaffold of my skin,
How to sigh in another way
That doesn’t be
With death longing
Neither oppressive rave.
I die in the orb
Of the alive ones,
I am delirious in the world
Of the reality
And everything is because
Of the false clause
That you forced me to sign.
Of the deads.
I awake in the cosmos
Of the dreams.
And my dilemma is
How to reconstruct
Piece by piece
The scaffold of my skin,
How to sigh in another way
That doesn’t be
With death longing
Neither oppressive rave.
I die in the orb
Of the alive ones,
I am delirious in the world
Of the reality
And everything is because
Of the false clause
That you forced me to sign.
3326 Damned demon of solitude
Every time
That I talk to myself
About you
I live a hotbed
In my veins.
I feel infinity of ants
Traveling my condemnation,
Avalanches of ghosts
Pressing my chains.
I’m not yet ready
To forget
And it is why I appreciate
Each space of the warp
That was common to both of us.
I’d like to expel
This damned demon
Of solitude
With your immaculate presence,
But their energy wraps me,
Catastrophically
It burns me inside.
That I talk to myself
About you
I live a hotbed
In my veins.
I feel infinity of ants
Traveling my condemnation,
Avalanches of ghosts
Pressing my chains.
I’m not yet ready
To forget
And it is why I appreciate
Each space of the warp
That was common to both of us.
I’d like to expel
This damned demon
Of solitude
With your immaculate presence,
But their energy wraps me,
Catastrophically
It burns me inside.
3325 My ulterior invocation
It seems that there is no mandala
That moves backwards
A slice in your will,
Although I crawl
For the cliff
As moss
Extirpated from the sea
For the storm,
You don’t answer
To my ulterior invocation.
The worst is not this wreckage
But the huge desires
Of not to sink.
That moves backwards
A slice in your will,
Although I crawl
For the cliff
As moss
Extirpated from the sea
For the storm,
You don’t answer
To my ulterior invocation.
The worst is not this wreckage
But the huge desires
Of not to sink.
3324 Over expected wave
As if I were awaiting
The roar of the waves
In the beach of Waikiki,
I wait with expectation
The fair moment
In that front of me be materialized
Your smile of aurora.
When you flexions
The seventeen muscles
On the edge of your mouth
And be cheerful
Your eyes.
When you appear
Before my pupils
And winking me an eye
We go to give ourselves
The pleasure of the pleasure.
The roar of the waves
In the beach of Waikiki,
I wait with expectation
The fair moment
In that front of me be materialized
Your smile of aurora.
When you flexions
The seventeen muscles
On the edge of your mouth
And be cheerful
Your eyes.
When you appear
Before my pupils
And winking me an eye
We go to give ourselves
The pleasure of the pleasure.
20110828
3323 As lark in flight that against a wall it smashes
When I believe that I am
Overcoming
Out of the labyrinth
In that I am
Your image appears
In the firmament
As an Icarus
Conquering the skies
And my planet
Stays in retrograde motion.
My mind that it was
Clarifying their wills
Stay mixed in confusion
As in the times of Babel.
My heart, damn!, is braked
As lark in flight
That against a wall,
It smashes.
These spring afternoons
When the sun bows
Their rays
And my perception writhes
Among the memories
That you inserted
As tiny wasps’ eggs
In the meat, drilled
In the deep thing
Of my bones.
Now this desperation,
This vehemence,
Impulse, sparkle, frenzy
To hug you.
I wanted to hold the universe
That surrounds your being
And my arms,
My arms are fallen wings.
My heart, damn!, is braked
As lark in flight
That against a wall,
It smashes.
Overcoming
Out of the labyrinth
In that I am
Your image appears
In the firmament
As an Icarus
Conquering the skies
And my planet
Stays in retrograde motion.
My mind that it was
Clarifying their wills
Stay mixed in confusion
As in the times of Babel.
My heart, damn!, is braked
As lark in flight
That against a wall,
It smashes.
These spring afternoons
When the sun bows
Their rays
And my perception writhes
Among the memories
That you inserted
As tiny wasps’ eggs
In the meat, drilled
In the deep thing
Of my bones.
Now this desperation,
This vehemence,
Impulse, sparkle, frenzy
To hug you.
I wanted to hold the universe
That surrounds your being
And my arms,
My arms are fallen wings.
My heart, damn!, is braked
As lark in flight
That against a wall,
It smashes.
3322 Loving regression
The smiles come undone
Of the pictures
And the days
That yellowed
In the memories
Sown
At each cell piece
In my interior
They become grass
Engulfed in flames.
Bring me to myself again!
That I yearn be free again
As in the sky the bird
As in the sea the fish.
Our knots
That formerly I believed of iron,
Similar to the belt of Orion,
They return again to the dust.
And now the only thing
That I yearn with brain
And heart
It is to lie down in a couch
And to have a loving
Regression.
To restore myself to the state
Of a thousand suns ago
When I left more than
A thousand miles ago
More than a thousand kisses and caresses
Toward the station of dreams
Missing a round-trip ticket
Missing a baggage of redemption.
Of the pictures
And the days
That yellowed
In the memories
Sown
At each cell piece
In my interior
They become grass
Engulfed in flames.
Bring me to myself again!
That I yearn be free again
As in the sky the bird
As in the sea the fish.
Our knots
That formerly I believed of iron,
Similar to the belt of Orion,
They return again to the dust.
And now the only thing
That I yearn with brain
And heart
It is to lie down in a couch
And to have a loving
Regression.
To restore myself to the state
Of a thousand suns ago
When I left more than
A thousand miles ago
More than a thousand kisses and caresses
Toward the station of dreams
Missing a round-trip ticket
Missing a baggage of redemption.
20110827
3321 Destination humus
This gray morning
Of January
Makes me collapse more
In this nauseous swamp
Of the self commiseration,
Because I thought that a sun
Omnipotent and aglow
It would illuminate the spaces
Of my interior.
There weren’t your eyes
To the side of my pillow.
And now I vague,
Toward there I go
As charmed
Submerged in a lethargy
As in a dream,
Written in my suitcases
Destination humus
I got for address.
Of January
Makes me collapse more
In this nauseous swamp
Of the self commiseration,
Because I thought that a sun
Omnipotent and aglow
It would illuminate the spaces
Of my interior.
There weren’t your eyes
To the side of my pillow.
And now I vague,
Toward there I go
As charmed
Submerged in a lethargy
As in a dream,
Written in my suitcases
Destination humus
I got for address.
3320 As the hanged one
There is nothing to fear
I tie you to the anchor
That is submerged
In the deep of my chest
With seven strings,
It lolls inside my
As the hanged one
The knot of your leg,
Your arm in the caress,
Your tongue tied to the kisses
That escaped from my tongue.
I tie you to the anchor
That is submerged
In the deep of my chest
With seven strings,
It lolls inside my
As the hanged one
The knot of your leg,
Your arm in the caress,
Your tongue tied to the kisses
That escaped from my tongue.
3319 Metamorphosed in ambrosia
In a geometric way
And for each tiny instant
You continue to beat on my head,
As if my being were prisoner
In an intricate labyrinth.
Unceasingly your image
Travels my entire inside.
And to be honest I wanted
That those my thoughts
They became fatuous fire
And that they continue for always afire
Until their flame intermingles
With the mortar of my feelings
And devour completely
Each memory
That I treasure in my chest.
That the trunk of my body
Be similar,
To the library of Alexandria
See from the port
To burn until the haven
Of their bones,
So that it is not footprint
No traces neither relic
Of your kisses
With those that metamorphosed
In ambrosia you tunneled
The walls in my deeps.
And for each tiny instant
You continue to beat on my head,
As if my being were prisoner
In an intricate labyrinth.
Unceasingly your image
Travels my entire inside.
And to be honest I wanted
That those my thoughts
They became fatuous fire
And that they continue for always afire
Until their flame intermingles
With the mortar of my feelings
And devour completely
Each memory
That I treasure in my chest.
That the trunk of my body
Be similar,
To the library of Alexandria
See from the port
To burn until the haven
Of their bones,
So that it is not footprint
No traces neither relic
Of your kisses
With those that metamorphosed
In ambrosia you tunneled
The walls in my deeps.
20110824
3318 This tattoo
I wanted to perpetuate the trill
That escaped from my throat
The dissimilar afternoon
In which both of us
Ate up
With kisses
On the edge of the sea.
For that reason I recorded
In the canvas of my chest
This tattoo similar
To the waves of your voice.
That escaped from my throat
The dissimilar afternoon
In which both of us
Ate up
With kisses
On the edge of the sea.
For that reason I recorded
In the canvas of my chest
This tattoo similar
To the waves of your voice.
3317 I want to be as a free bird that emigrates over the face of the earth
I want to be
As a free bird
That emigrates
Over the face
Of the earth
And don't like a tree
That clings
Taking root
In the insides
Of life.
A bird flies
When changing
Times
Looking for
Other warms,
A tree should suffer
The perennial cycle
Of summer
Autumn
Winter
Spring.
I want to be
As a free bird
That emigrates
Over the face
Of the earth.
As a free bird
That emigrates
Over the face
Of the earth
And don't like a tree
That clings
Taking root
In the insides
Of life.
A bird flies
When changing
Times
Looking for
Other warms,
A tree should suffer
The perennial cycle
Of summer
Autumn
Winter
Spring.
I want to be
As a free bird
That emigrates
Over the face
Of the earth.
20110823
3316 As the disgusting absinthe
That my gustatory papillae
Should resign to the abandonment
That it outlines your absence,
I don't approve it.
Yesterday for example
When as an octopus
I had to devour my own arm
Thinking of you,
I discovered that the remote
Hole
That has been anchored
In the left ventricle
Of my pain
It had a bitter flavor
As the disgusting absinthe.
Should resign to the abandonment
That it outlines your absence,
I don't approve it.
Yesterday for example
When as an octopus
I had to devour my own arm
Thinking of you,
I discovered that the remote
Hole
That has been anchored
In the left ventricle
Of my pain
It had a bitter flavor
As the disgusting absinthe.
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