Estrés
Ya no amaba más ser profesor
y fue entonces justo después de que lo descuartizo que se dio cuenta de que
todos los trozos volaban de un lado para otro
miraba sus manos teñidas de esa tinta roja y luego
con el cuchillo en la mano tajo y tajo
ese olor nauseabundo del chiquillo, de su transpiración, y entonces
palabras incoherentes se juntaban entre la boca y el papel
esas miradas que le ponían los pelos de punta y esas horribles lagrimas y
entre el olor a huevo cocido y a papel y lápiz que salía del salón
ese dolor de cabeza, hoy lo haría cometer una locura porque
ese examen tan lleno de errores solo merecía ser destruido.
Leer de abajo para arriba y viceversa.
2023
Back to
life
From the
ashes where no leave seemed to be left to burn
When the
corpse was decomposing,
The ground
dried,
And Thirst
and hunger had vanished
Came a
golden armor warrior
Strong
words for sleeping souls
Gently
touch and misty- melting voice.
The whole
earth trembled
and the
fainted lioness awoke to the presence of the burning-fire light coming out from
within.
I cant
conceive a better resurrection of the mind and the body all in one.
Dreams
Dreams of
your lips
Taste of
your skin
Hunger of
touch
Thirst of
your breath.
I want to
play in the open
With your
kiss being the chosen
Fingers
lingering through my soul
I want to
see the stars while in you
Yes, I am a
woman
Full of
desires, dreams, and needs
Yes , I am
a woman
Eager to speak,
to let out
and yes,
you are a man
Also with
fears, with doubts and with pain
Eager to
win, ready to cry.
Dreams of
your warmth
In the
shape of a tear
The day one
let go
The journey
begins.
Providence
I miss the
stars that I saw in your eyes,
The smoke
coming out of your lips,
The warm
coming out of your soul,
What am I
going to do if you are not here anymore?
The empty
space in the chair
The empty
seat in my room
The
soundless rooms in my sight
Is desire
and lust what kept us together?
was this just
an angels’ joke?
Providencia
Extraño las estrellas que veía a través de
tus ojos
El humo que salía de tu boca
Lo tibio de tu alma
¿Qué hare ahora que no estás aquí?
El espacio vacío en la silla
El espacio vacío en mi cama
El silencio caminado en los cuartos
¿Era solo deseo lo que nos unía?
¿Es acaso una burla del cielo y solo por
eso es la vida misma quien nos separa?
Travel
Time is a countless
clock
like a suffocating
vibe
It comes
and goes
but it
never really moves
like a
steady rock I thought love was
like a badass heart I thought I had
you came
and left
you never
really were, you never really moved
only time
will tell
with a
soundless scream
if my love
really was
like the
steady rock I think it is
like the
loyal one you think I am
just when
the time arrives
will we
then realize
the kind of
love
that was
really right for us .
