Firstly I thought
I was
fine; mmmmmmm Secondly, I thought
mmmmmmmmmll all was
mmmmmmmmmll fine; mmmmmmmml Thirdly, I discovered
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmlll I was
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmlll not.
She is
still a perturbing
figure, mmmmmlll But not
mmmmmmmmmll as she used
mmmmmmmmmll to, mmmmmmmmm No, not
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmlll anymore, at least
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmlll now.
Seeing
her provokes
me a desire, mmll A
mmmmmmmmmll feeling that
mmmmmmmmmll I thought sincere, ml Humble,
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmlll as she
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmlll asked me yesterday.
I cannot stand
them
walking around, ll Kissing each other
mmmmmmmmmll as
mmmmmmmmmll tender lovers, mmm Caressing each other
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmlll as
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmlll new-wed lovers.
The visions
are
killing me slowly,l Perhaps they
mmmmmmmmmll are
mmmmmmmmmll too much slow mmll Perhaps I
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmlll was
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmlll too much slow.
More
than ever I
am nothing; mmlll More
mmmmmmmmmll than ever it's
mmmmmmmmmll destroying me; mmll More
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmlll than ever I
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmlll need emptiness.
lunes, 30 de abril de 2007
martes, 24 de abril de 2007
XVII
Who
has created
this eternal hell, mm constructed in the
mmmmm same Paradise's
mm ground? mm Who
mmmmmm has tinted
mm lilies in black, mm when they enjoyed
mmmmmmmm their former
mmmmm blue? mm Who
mmmmm has spread
m old loud voices, mm though they were
mmmmmmmmm happy in
mmmmmm silence? mm Who
mmmmmmmm has awaken
mmmmm my ancient shadows, mm raising them from
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm lackness and
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm light? mm Who
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm has stolen
mmmmmmmmmmmmm life through smiles mm in a well
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm wrapped given
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Who mm present?
mmmmmmmmmmmmmm has written
without even think mm my own fortune
mmm on my
misfortune? mm Who
mmmm has intended
m to run away mm through a maze
mmmmmmm of infinite
mmmm paths? mm Who
mmmmmmm has been
mmmm constantly killing me, mm yet a complete
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Death there's
mmmmmmmmmmmm none?
mmmmmmmmmmmmmm In love? No,
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm not you;
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm me.
has created
this eternal hell, mm constructed in the
mmmmm same Paradise's
mm ground? mm Who
mmmmmm has tinted
mm lilies in black, mm when they enjoyed
mmmmmmmm their former
mmmmm blue? mm Who
mmmmm has spread
m old loud voices, mm though they were
mmmmmmmmm happy in
mmmmmm silence? mm Who
mmmmmmmm has awaken
mmmmm my ancient shadows, mm raising them from
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm lackness and
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm light? mm Who
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm has stolen
mmmmmmmmmmmmm life through smiles mm in a well
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm wrapped given
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Who mm present?
mmmmmmmmmmmmmm has written
without even think mm my own fortune
mmm on my
misfortune? mm Who
mmmm has intended
m to run away mm through a maze
mmmmmmm of infinite
mmmm paths? mm Who
mmmmmmm has been
mmmm constantly killing me, mm yet a complete
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Death there's
mmmmmmmmmmmm none?
mmmmmmmmmmmmmm In love? No,
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm not you;
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm me.
XVI
"To be, or
not to
be?"
m
such a worn
and fascinating
question;
m
yet, it is mmmm at least not mm Thus: to be mm Feelings,
not enough mm without an mml alive or mm simply there
now mmmmmll object. mmmml not? mm had been none,
m
just shadows flowing
around, slightly
dimmed;
m
just intentions that
always were
degenerated.
m
Desires, perhaps, or
only flat
fascinations;
m
a kiss, a
caress, a
touch,
m
images picturing an
incomplete human
world.
m
Hopes, I didn't
know the
word;
m
yet, I understood
it as
well
m
as I understood
a physical
necessity.
m
So, to live
wasn't my
issue.
m
Now, reformulated: to
die, or
not?
viernes, 20 de abril de 2007
XV
mmmmmmmmmmmmmm Love is
mmmmmmmmmmmml only a poet's
mmmmmmmmmmmmm invention,
llmmmmm A game mmmmmmmmmmm With words
mmm created by old mmmmmmmmm that pretended to
mmmmmm alchemists mmmmmmm formulate
mmmm A divine feeling mmmmm in a distant
mmmmmmmm that didn't mmm world of
mmmmmmmmmmmm exist m sensations
mmmmmmmmmmmmm And thoughts, of
mmmmmmmmmmmmm sights and
As mortals gods, mmmmm sighs.
mmm they once
mmmm declared mmmmmmmmmm The presence of
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm a heart
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm beat,
lmmmmmmmmm Of
lmmm desperation, of
sickness without purpose;
mmmmmmmm As immortal
lmmmmmmmmmmm humans
lmmmm they founded chimeras
mm Destined to live mmmlmm Their creations
mmmmm after the mmmmmmm are the sudden
mmmmm feeling. mmmmmlmmm words,
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmlm Liars in their
mmmmmmmmmmmmlmmmmmmm apparently unexistant
mmmmmmmmlmmmmmmmmmmmm immortality,
mm True in their mmmmmmmmmmmmmm Ephemeral
mmm portrayed existant mmmmmmmmm love perpetuated
mmm mortality. mmmmmmmmmmmmmm in six words.
mmmmmmmmmmmml only a poet's
mmmmmmmmmmmmm invention,
llmmmmm A game mmmmmmmmmmm With words
mmm created by old mmmmmmmmm that pretended to
mmmmmm alchemists mmmmmmm formulate
mmmm A divine feeling mmmmm in a distant
mmmmmmmm that didn't mmm world of
mmmmmmmmmmmm exist m sensations
mmmmmmmmmmmmm And thoughts, of
mmmmmmmmmmmmm sights and
As mortals gods, mmmmm sighs.
mmm they once
mmmm declared mmmmmmmmmm The presence of
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm a heart
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm beat,
lmmmmmmmmm Of
lmmm desperation, of
sickness without purpose;
mmmmmmmm As immortal
lmmmmmmmmmmm humans
lmmmm they founded chimeras
mm Destined to live mmmlmm Their creations
mmmmm after the mmmmmmm are the sudden
mmmmm feeling. mmmmmlmmm words,
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmlm Liars in their
mmmmmmmmmmmmlmmmmmmm apparently unexistant
mmmmmmmmlmmmmmmmmmmmm immortality,
mm True in their mmmmmmmmmmmmmm Ephemeral
mmm portrayed existant mmmmmmmmm love perpetuated
mmm mortality. mmmmmmmmmmmmmm in six words.
jueves, 19 de abril de 2007
XIV
If I would mmmmmm Here again, I'd mmm Life is completely
have to mmmmmmmmmm prefer mmmmmmmlmll painless in
be mmmmmmmmmmmll to unexist. mmmmmmlmmm vacuity,
And death, my mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm would finish
own and mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmlmm it all at
hers, mmmmmmmm Without dreams and mllmmmmmlm night,
mmmmmmmmmmmmml fantastically
Just dark, space, mmm created hopes mmmm The woman of
loneliness mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm the coconut
& her, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm scent.
mmm She'd mm open mm her
mmmmm arms mmmm to mmmmmmm And mmmm caressing
mmmmmmmm me, mmmmmmmmmmmm my
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm hair, mmm tender mmmmm action,
mmmm She mmmmm would mmmm say
mmmmmmmm slowly mmmmmmmm almost
mmmmmmmmmmm whispering, mmmmmmmm "Come
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm with mmm me, mmm my
mmm And mmmmmmmmmmmmmm little mmmm pet",
I mmmmmmmmmm would mmmmmmmmm freely
mmmmmmmm accompany mmmmmmmmmmmm her.
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm It'd
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm be nice
mmmmmmmmmmmmmm an unexisting dead.
have to mmmmmmmmmm prefer mmmmmmmlmll painless in
be mmmmmmmmmmmll to unexist. mmmmmmlmmm vacuity,
And death, my mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm would finish
own and mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmlmm it all at
hers, mmmmmmmm Without dreams and mllmmmmmlm night,
mmmmmmmmmmmmml fantastically
Just dark, space, mmm created hopes mmmm The woman of
loneliness mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm the coconut
& her, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm scent.
mmm She'd mm open mm her
mmmmm arms mmmm to mmmmmmm And mmmm caressing
mmmmmmmm me, mmmmmmmmmmmm my
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm hair, mmm tender mmmmm action,
mmmm She mmmmm would mmmm say
mmmmmmmm slowly mmmmmmmm almost
mmmmmmmmmmm whispering, mmmmmmmm "Come
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm with mmm me, mmm my
mmm And mmmmmmmmmmmmmm little mmmm pet",
I mmmmmmmmmm would mmmmmmmmm freely
mmmmmmmm accompany mmmmmmmmmmmm her.
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm It'd
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm be nice
mmmmmmmmmmmmmm an unexisting dead.
miércoles, 18 de abril de 2007
XIII
I mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm To
would like mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmllmm escape from
to loose myself, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm my former reality,
mmmmmmm Fair, mmmmmmmmmlllmmmmm But
mmmmmmm I would mmmmmmmmmml painful in
mmmmmmm never deny it mm its own persistence.
mmmmmmmmmmmmm Even now, I
mmmmmmmmmmmmmm recall her
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm words,
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Even
mmmmmmmmmmmmmm though I
mmmmmmmmmmmmm don't want to:
mmmmmmm "You are more mm And these words
mmmmmmm myself than mmmmmllm created the
mmmmmmm myself," mmmmmmllmlllmm reality.
Since she was/is mmmmmmmmmmmlmm And conversely, now
herself and mmmmmmmmmlmmmmmmmmmmllmm that she's
myself, mmmmmllmmm Who in the mmmmñlmmmmmm gone,
mmmmmmmmmmmmmm hell am
mmmmmmm To mmmmmmm I? mmmmmmm To
mmmm loose myself mmmmmmmmmllm loose myself
mmmm to forget her, mmmmmmmllm to become myself.
would like mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmllmm escape from
to loose myself, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm my former reality,
mmmmmmm Fair, mmmmmmmmmlllmmmmm But
mmmmmmm I would mmmmmmmmmml painful in
mmmmmmm never deny it mm its own persistence.
mmmmmmmmmmmmm Even now, I
mmmmmmmmmmmmmm recall her
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm words,
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Even
mmmmmmmmmmmmmm though I
mmmmmmmmmmmmm don't want to:
mmmmmmm "You are more mm And these words
mmmmmmm myself than mmmmmllm created the
mmmmmmm myself," mmmmmmllmlllmm reality.
Since she was/is mmmmmmmmmmmlmm And conversely, now
herself and mmmmmmmmmlmmmmmmmmmmllmm that she's
myself, mmmmmllmmm Who in the mmmmñlmmmmmm gone,
mmmmmmmmmmmmmm hell am
mmmmmmm To mmmmmmm I? mmmmmmm To
mmmm loose myself mmmmmmmmmllm loose myself
mmmm to forget her, mmmmmmmllm to become myself.
martes, 17 de abril de 2007
XII
transform lmmmm their dull existence into mmmlllm a creation of
this silence[,] llmm that covers mlllmll a blooming m sound changed
into loud water,[.] you,[,] mmmmmllll light of dawn, before
mmmmmmmmmll the inflicted isolation[,] being
mmmmmmmmmll that follows mmmmml a pretended
mmmmmmmmmll melancholy, mmmmm child always crying,
mmmmmmmmmll and mmmmmmmmml shouting for nonsenses.[,]
mmmmmmmmmll then you mmmmmmll release your
mmmmmmmmmll will[,] find yourself mll laughing[,]
enjoying the blue lll tears mmmll and of their ll mystery,
of these mmmmml set aside, mii secrets about wanting hope,[.]
waters mmmmmlll looking for a silence[,] mm though there's none.
this silence[,] llmm that covers mlllmll a blooming m sound changed
into loud water,[.] you,[,] mmmmmllll light of dawn, before
mmmmmmmmmll the inflicted isolation[,] being
mmmmmmmmmll that follows mmmmml a pretended
mmmmmmmmmll melancholy, mmmmm child always crying,
mmmmmmmmmll and mmmmmmmmml shouting for nonsenses.[,]
mmmmmmmmmll then you mmmmmmll release your
mmmmmmmmmll will[,] find yourself mll laughing[,]
enjoying the blue lll tears mmmll and of their ll mystery,
of these mmmmml set aside, mii secrets about wanting hope,[.]
waters mmmmmlll looking for a silence[,] mm though there's none.
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