domingó

de una luz rarísima

3 formas - conversaciones en la playa

silencio hermético
bavarder con muchos pelos en la lengua
algunas efectivas palabras

azahar ambigua palabra
ninguna sílaba deletrea con-suelo
esto es la NHS do it yourself

un estadío arriba de donde estamos
el repiqueteo de la lluvia hace días
sobreviviendo el insomnio
así fuera algo metal
sentir los huesos fuera de lugar

Life is kind

Ruby Tuesday (tantas mañanas mas tarde)

Theres no time to lose, I heard her say
Catch your dreams before they slip away
Dying all the time
Lose your dreams
And you will lose your mind.
Aint life unkind?

kingdom animalia

The Garden of Love

I went to the Garden of Love,
and saw what I never had seen;
a chapel was built in the midst,
where I used to play on the green.

And the gates of this chapel were shut,
and Thou Shalt not writ over the door;
so I turn'd to the Garden of Love,
that so many sweet flowers bore.

And I saw it was filled with graves,
and tomb-stones where flowers should be;
and priests in black growns where walking their rounds,
and binding with briars my joys & desires.

William Blake, from Songs of Experience