Wednesday, April 19, 2017

Epitafio / War sails

Tengo el corazón tan Grande y ajado
como un estandarte quejumbroso y desvenado
que ondea flotando sobre mis mejillas,
deslizando sus harapos
cortando suave
dejando oscos retales en esta cara (que no me pertenece) aterciopelada

Las venas ondean y se rizan (retuercequen) al lado de mis pestañas

Ojalá rasgasen el globo ocular inundando de borgoña mi vista,
impidiendo que los esquejes de un mundo envenenado
se me claven constantemente en las pupilas
En las articulaciones
En las entrañas
En cada articulación de este cuerpo,
dejándolo así: como una marioneta sin engrasar
una marioneta maniatada
de corazón constreñido y pulmones encharcados

"Cuerpo Encharcado"

Qué difícil nadar en ponzoña...
...y qué egoísta desear que un niño con botas amarillas chapotee dentro.
qué asfixiante no hacerme con un alfiler 
para vaciarme
y volcarme.

Tuesday, March 15, 2016


*Colloquial Written English Glossary:
  • Lyk: Like
  • Ur: Your
  • U: You
  • @: At
  • &: And
  • r: Are
  • w: with
  • tryna: trying to
  • nu: new
*Words in Capital Letters (lyk these) should be understood w Special Importance

Me, 2016;

It had been a long time since I felt lyk this. In fact, maybe, I've never felt lyk this? I don't know. Suddenly, the outside judgements r so good (as always) but now I DO see them.
Individuals want to create a union w me. It's not that they didn't do it in the past, but now the desire of some of them shines above the skies & moon.
Need to follow my Persona, my thoughts, my ideas, suck from them, like a baby from his mother when he's still blooming. Some do it from the shadows, (indirectly), some come and ask for advice, help or just conversation. Recommendations...
And now, they make me want to go on & not stay in nothing (main difference-).
Now, my feelings are so strange/good/strange. Maybe not strange but... not common. In me. I just -finally- FEEL GOOD.
I KNOW what I want.
What I deserve & need.
I know who I am & who I want to be.
I even know who I would spend my time with, & why it is Worth to do it. (Suddenly my time seems to have value, not to others... but to Me!)
Isn't all of this surprising? : -Clear ideas, few worries-.
"Almost complete" Self-Consciousness.
But never stopping wanting to know more & sink into the pits of new
& knowledge,
& arts

You & U W Me (1st)

My God, I luv your face as it shines when I look @ u, blessed w the sparkle of a child.
I love the moment when suddenly all ur attention is poured into me as I talk, in fact, it is SO strong that my thoughts collapse, because I've already finished my story... & your eyes continue stabbing me, with a thought about something I said sailing in ur mind, or maybe just feeding ur eyes w the sight of my face. Whatever it is; it is astonishing.
You say you want to create a hollow in my lips just with kisses. With YOUR kisses...: I'd sink into them, & into Ur mouth, & into Ur eyes & Ur mind & Ur sex a thousand times in loop.
It -this- is strange because everything u do is kind of a surprise, kisses included. My Lord...

You & U W Me (2nd)

I'm tryna learn every inch of ur body, of ur Beautiful Body: ur soft skin, ur body's freckles -moles-, every corner where I can hide when the outside world is tough & grief comes after me.
I love all of ur features (You asked me; "what do u like about me? here u are, -a part of all I love-): (on repeat):
(I call you:) "a speck of dust I've been carrying some time in  my right eye. It is annoying, uncomfortable, irritating, inconvenient, inquisitive, beautiful, interesting, curious, wide, large, intelligent, ambivalent, unique" ( ) ; and now not on repeat:
Cultivated, handsome, imaginative, kind, attractive, attentive, courteous, listener, talker, teller, teacher, master, sexy, curious -AGAIN-, creative, understanding, starver for knowledge & experience, responsible -reliable-, adventurous, interesting -again, in a mysterious way sometimes-, with a stunning Aura, affectionate, caring, maddening!, funny, witty...
And I love the way u appreciate the Whole me: not just an opinion, a though I have on something, or a singer or an artist I luv, but the whole thing: all the contradictions: "Do I contradict myself? Very well, then, I contradict myself; I am large - I contain multitudes." (Ldr) - (another coincidence of those of which we have so many).
Above all, the fact that U really have an interest 4 what I have to say & my hunger to know, & your own hunger too, & our urge to get to know All we can know, & discuss it, & think, & reflect on life & its loops and intrinsic mysteries
... and the HOWs & WHYs
Oh, I almost forgot how I luv ur Rebellious Soul & the yen u have to wake all the minds around you up, to see, to Open their eyes & minds & see the real world &... CHANGE it.
And last, but not least, I love the way u Touch me, the way We switch from tenderness to the most perverse fantasy our minds could create. How I scream in the inside because of ur tongue, or ur mouth: how u push me to also do it on the outside... 
Thank U for the beautiful garden we're growing, & the nu house in the gap between my collarbones and my neck, & the one u allowed me to build in ur gap, wooden log by wooden log.

Let's end with a beautiful quote... "We r Ugly, But We Have the Music" (L. Cohen)

Thursday, March 10, 2016

The Garden

There is a garden. Hot red, green & blue.
Delicate hands care after the flowers. Rough ones look after the trees. You'd say those trees are small & young, but they grow into the land. Their roots rush to the pits of an unknown universe, icebergs to the eyes of the mass.
Three moons look at us from our sky: one gives us tenderness, the other one lights up desire, & the last one beats & pounds for our love.
When we sleep, ivy curls around our dead bodies. When the sun rises up, the smell of hydrangea caresses our senses.
Our bodies meet, energizing the garden: suddenly, flowers bloom. Colors come to life. On the peak of our mountain, the rythmic pounds of the hearts, make the land shiver. In the end, we provoke a little earthquake. Then, the calm comes. Music notes start to play. Even the criket stops singing now.
They know about the intimacy we share.
They want to share it with us. We make them levitate. We raise their world.
Our world.

Wednesday, March 2, 2016

Beautiful Player

L is for the love that you gave and took away
O is for the only one I wanted to stay
V is for my valiant valium baby
E is for the X that we took with champagne

Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Primero de Febrero

Es maravilloso, notar y sentir conexiones
Llega a dar vértigo, notar y sentir tales conexiones
Pensamientos enlazados
Personajes en común
Citas recordadas en el mismo instante
Saber que sabes lo que el otro piensa
Pensar que sabes lo que el otro sabe... sabiéndolo él

Es increíble que la persona, incluso a través de pantallas
Avance tanto en tan poco
Sin ser una mentira
Sólo con los puentes
que nos atrevemos a crear

El ser humano me asusta y me maravilla en la misma medida
El sentimiento puro
Los temblores y los destellos
La inocencia desvelada
(y la falta de ella)

La simple calma final.

Monday, February 8, 2016


Los reproches callados , los pleitos
Los prejuicios, las miradas
Los do de pecho en tu cama

Intimidante mirada
Efímeras palabras
Atraviesas mi espalda...

No acallaré mi mente
No prohibiré a mi alma
Pensarte a mi lado y a ciegas
Querella de luna y estrellas
Y de seguro

que de mil damas

Thursday, February 4, 2016


It's been a long time now for me
Knowing time is an abstract concept sponsors my patience
But well
The dreams are still there
The frustrating nightmares are too
I've overcome almost everything now.
Now I can say I'm healthy, I'm not crazy
I am still what they would name crazy... but not what I do
You would never know... you would never imagine
The thorns
The tough roads
Similar to yours
The music bands
The films
The endless nights
The rebellions
The corner where I used to lie
The wounds
The art pieces
Pieces of writing
Of painting
The coffees and the teas
You would never imagine
How many reasons I have to let it be,
and not turn my back,
even if your's already turnt


I know you imagine & know about the sparkle in the eyes
and I also know you know there's more to be told
the electricity

But you don't have an idea about my offerings

just a small room to feel safe, from time to time

Let me sink in the ocean now