Time does'nt fly |
Time does'nt flyThough you might think so or even feel as you sit there wraped in your suitcaseeaten alive by the metro every morningBut if you listenclose your eyesand let the butterflies openyou'll ...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Nov 2008 00:24:00 GMT |
When you think you know it all |
When you think you know it all
ask your feet why they walk
on that particular path
and not a long side the Spree
deep downtown Santiago (for example old, beautiful barrio Brasil)
or barefoot
i...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Oct 2008 01:19:00 GMT |
If only |
If only, Monday was a continentto be discoverd by you and meIf only,knitting togeather the beginningplanting trees while writing the first newspaperand making the univers' first lattewhile drilling su...
Posted by on Sun, 12 Oct 2008 23:36:00 GMT |
Listen, Clouds... |
Listen, Clouds...
you race above me, in legato
monitoring my being with your balloons
of cotton, light and snow
that haven't fallen yet
no goal, no form, just moving flow
an embrace that never ...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Oct 2008 02:00:00 GMT |
Take me with you, fog |
Misty, filtering the sun
to milk (that I can pour in my coffee)
You raise, curtainlike
no, the dress from a godess
evaporating dance, dervishlike
You wrestle heaven and earth
leaving the grass g...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Oct 2008 00:54:00 GMT |
Night I embrace |
Night I embrace
Night opens and shuts
and opens again, like the wings of a butterfly
or the rose You gave me
my dreams filled with harts infinite
some are broken
some not
silver thread the moon...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Oct 2008 10:00:00 GMT |
I feel like a leaf |
I feel like a leaf
don't you, as you see them surfing on the wind
firecoloured
spearheads from the sun
and then
landing on the ground
waiting, drying and dyeing
dieing
longing for earth
...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Oct 2008 06:52:00 GMT |
Estrangero |
A veces me siento como un estrangero (Oye, since when do I write my stuff in español?)
and that stranger is me
but the 'is' feels awkard
as the 'me'
espacially when socializing, I get t...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Oct 2008 14:05:00 GMT |
Isomorphism |
So, when I have daybrake on my morningtoast with jelly
You drink sundown with a straw
I guess we se things differently (and I don't use sugar)
even when experiencing the exact same thingy
Posted by on Wed, 01 Oct 2008 00:30:00 GMT |
Im glad I make u laugh |
Im glad I make u laughThis state of fact fools myself (and Bird jigsaws my mind with his magic horn)into believing, my being means somethingmore than what u see is what u get (what stupid truism is th...
Posted by on Fri, 26 Sep 2008 08:47:00 GMT |
