Seige

I'm in the crossfire
In evenings going out, with uncertain return
In familiar places turned dark and dangerous
Made theirs
Made forbidden by them
Sitting helpless amidst a war not my own.

Happy memories have gone sad in the city
Sunsets will never be the same
Flushed in blood and lead
And eaten by the never ending nightmare
With Death waiting behind every corner
Smiling,
Busy impersonating happiness
To those who can't tell right from wrong,
Those foolish enough to fool themselves.

I don't care about your sad little life.
Don't make me witness your misery.
Don't be so proud of yourself.
We know you don't deserve the air you breath.
Silence is precious now.
Quiet your guns and shut your mouth.

Adolescence

I listen when she speaks. She's the good mood of spring evenings.

Her heart full of mysteries her words can't explain. Like her vision of the universe.

Her cynical sour little smile
from her shiny plump little lips
Edging that tiny pretty mouth
full of fries and curse words.

8 septiembre 2018

Mi cuerpo yace inmóvil en la gran cama. Sin hablar, porque no hay nada qué decir.
El sonido rítmico de suave golpeteo líquido es todo lo que me permito pensar.
Que muera la introspección.
Qué miedo mirar en el vacío.

Y un error de tipografía me hace invocar a mefistófeles. Y extender la mañana monocromática mucho más allá de sus límites naturales.

Tal vez sea una señal para dormir.
Esta realidad ya no me sirve; mejor me desconecto por un rato.

Ya no quiero usar la fórmula que me diste para no extrañarte. Harta estoy de paliativos. Este cuerpo sigue justo en donde lo dejaste; ¿dónde estás tú ahora?

I love you. Te amo

Who turned you on?
Who put in your head all those dreams?
Who made you feel?
Who made you believe?

¿Quién te hizo señor?
¿Y en destellos de horas te espera llegar?
¿Quién te ha llevado a su verano
Y te toma de la mano
Y es feliz por ti?

That one person truly loves you.
That little one to whom your presence is so dear. For she's seen bravery in your eyes and thanks to you, she does not fear.

A la que dejó de esperar, pero llegaste increíble, inmerecido, improbable, irresistible, para alegrar sus días y entonces se escondió en tu cabello y en tus manos, pero más que nada en tus ojos como Einsten, tus ojos que no ven límite entre tiempo y espacio y son omniscientes para ver lo que nadie más supo ver. Esos ojos que comprenden. Esos ojos que aman.

She does love you, my dear.
Ella te ama.
I love you. Te amo.

Dislexia

- Veo que está en problemas, pero vino al lugar indicado; está atormentada por un ente  poderoso, pero creo que la podemos exsorcisar.

- ¿Qué dice? ¿No es usted oculista?

Strangelove

Let me call you my weirdo
my underground wire with birds on it
let me squeeze you in between my legs
and press you to my beating heart
you strange love,
you wild-eyed child.

You'll never know

She is beautiful. The seed of peace and infinity sow in the azure of her eyes. I inhale her perfume as I embrace her carefully, almost hearing her heartbeat. Our song is sweet and smooth, like sailing on a day with perfect weather. I wish her endless, like the ocean that's made into one with the sky and I wish myself made into one with her. I adore her, my left hand nesting her right, then she whispers she loves me and clutches my palm. I wish she had broken my hand. I wish it had not been the faint grip I was feeling: "I will gladly break each bone in my body just to stay with you" ...but that was a long time ago. The war was in bloom and it wasn't going to stop for a foolish cadet's broken bones. So I went there and it was hell. But later I came back, and she was my heaven. She was a faithful lover. She had to let me go. Now it's my time to stay faithful and let her go.

"I love you too, sweetie" -said I- then, I proceeded to sing her part. Our song is early morning light: it makes us feel safe. It's our private little party to celebrate the fortune of being alive and together. I don't know what other way it could be. My legs begin to shake, my balance fails and I gently drift appart from her to sit down. She stretches out to me, with a speck of despair in her eyes. "But I am here, dear. You will never lose me".

She is so beautiful.

October 1st, 2015.

Inspired by this video

https://youtu.be/wWPOG_hxkTE