Archive for September, 2008

Suprise.

28Sep08

Silence, absolute silence. Apnea…
Suddenly, a deep strong inhalation… phaaahhhhhhhh! I open my eyes. Confusion. No, it’s not a hotel room, it is home but I don’t feel like it.
Silence, absolute silence. Alone in bed. No kids making noise. Not even her, typing on her laptop, like distant ants marching in the living room. With bated [...]


Today I attended a summit devoted to organise a new strategy to conquer the world. During breaks warriors spoke about whores, captains killing colleagues to become generals and similar conspiration rumours. I’m not sad, I do not feel it is an obnoxious thing, conquerors have been always there and are like this.
But I’m not in the [...]


It’s so strange when you feel that a foreign language allows you to express yourself more truth fully than your mother language. Moreover when it is not even your second language but the third… or even less.
Sometimes this alien language detaches you from any constraint, from any load you carry with you and represents your [...]


Smile

18Sep08

Sculptural animals, curvy goddesses
Perfect blondes
Bullshit
Laser blades
coming out of your mouth
memories of your smile
kill me


Main land, distant islands
Oil rigs, cargo ships
docking in unknown shores
One after another
Willing to get stranded and rest in peace


Tortura

13Sep08

me das tanto dolor
y tanta calma
que despierto por los pasillos
vomitando
a veces flores a veces
solo espanto
me das tanto dolor
y tanta calma
que ansío que termine
y no veo el momento
de encontrarte de nuevo
con tu arsenal de cuchillos afilados
me das tanto dolor
y tanta calma


Wolves

12Sep08

sometimes I’d like us
to behave as wolves
sniffing the air
staring at each other
for two infinite seconds and
run after our prey
like two serial killers
siblings and lovers
at a time


I’ve been told not to do so
To put some rhyme
To write it slow
Or even to stop

 
Striking/stroking/streaking
the keyboard
with my dirty fingers
oily and greasy
when I’m eating Pringles
 
But then it comes out,
And I don’t know why
In such a different rhythm
And quite obnoxious style
Period
.
 
Pat a cake, pat a cake, baker’s man
Bake me a cake as fast as you can
Pat [...]


Guy Browning said very recently in his How to…  column in The Guardian:
In life there are many more exits than entrances. Being naturally nosy, acquisitive and  predatory, the human being is exceptionally good at getting into things. Where we fall down is that we rarely have an exit strategy.
Even if, as the right wing says, the government [...]


An then “amárrate los machos”.