Categoría: Varios
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El greco
A pyrotechnic display of mightEmerald green ascending blissHis troubled face suffering the agony of skiesHence up and down the bench I went.Closer and further,awed in discovery.It lasted what my pained feet.Indeed the fire etched in my eyes.Ferocious I came to see how much of lifeWithout imagined reality;It comes down crushing minds.Not everyone survives without imposed…
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With fault
A dream notFor the things that pass down.Perfect?Hell no!For the powder needed in white form.Slightly yellowing inside and…What else?Skin that’s gained experience?Maybe thirty minutes at most,Walking the streets, alone.Lost the speed to run after the bus.Maybe,Just maybe.A bit more than enough.
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Interrupted
Late at night?Early at day?What a ridiculous time, 3 am!That’s when he came.Ate and went up to his lare.Wake up time,And the cat was nowhere.
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License
Step on gas,Go slow or turn.I don’t get this deal of drive.It ain’t relaxing at all! All times,Your eyes can’t wander to sight,The stores or the skies.Left and right,The mirror above,Nothing you can’t distract from. Mind your speed,The car in front says “taxi”.They’re a nuisance.Drive better than I.Which is why,They bully the rest,and cut ahead…
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New roomates
Pin the hen, Protested. Toc toc toc, A yellow eye scrutinizes grass. Clo clo clo, Run fast. Here it comes, the peck. Drop it there; It’s white. Green too may I ask? Why here? Where are we to begin with? Close to the fence, The cat pries. Big fat birds, Nice breakfast. Lunch or snack… Michi come’re! Nightie night And tomorrow,…
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Cadmium yellow
A painted bird,Whose feathers remain still.Such was the way my life.Stuck on impossible currency.Upiros puke for the blind,Merry people of my land.Stalking those, they bled for cash.Again back to times of cuffs and gags.Yet, the cuffs are good to parch streets And gags keep peace of mind.No matter how harsh the broken rights.Soon will the…
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La ambulancia N
Llega de estupor anuncio,Nuestra ambulancia negra.Y trepa.La ventana es puerta.Zampa de croquetas y con lo que sea,Se llena.Balón andante se pone.Viene al cuarto,Cama arriba gruñe.¿De qué se queja cuando sueña?Adiós muy buenas,Con su sirena,Cuando el turno completa.
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Las trompetas de Jericó
Contra el cartel,Otro también.Ambos con ametrallador,Cartuchos de plomo ratatatat tat.Destrucción.Lo que haya enmedio,Desechable y sin precio.Una idea:Ir a la guerra.Para unos,Perder la nada que ya tenían.Para otros,Los que vendrían,Poner de rodillas al infractor.Por el mismo crimen de ejecución.Kissinger con un Nobel,Momificado en su silla,Aconseja la matazón.Popo de paloma blanca y olivo,Con cachitos de tejido adherido.Cloro…
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Mi estrella
No quiero ser algo que desempolvar.Y menos que memorizar.Un descubrimiento siquiera.Un placer oculto bajo las sábanas,Una estrella marina insomne con luz azul que se obceca..Pequeño título en un catálogo.Palabras, palabras impresas.Yo busco,Un suspiro.Una idea.Una mariposa que duela.