26/3/14

Habitantes del agua.


"No se que tienen las flores, Llorona 
las flores del campo santo...
Que cuando las mueve el viento, Llorona, 
parece que están llorando..."

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I

Son solo dos hombres
disfrutando de la playa
en una suerte de Edén
que recuerda amaneceres
de media luna dorada.

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13/3/14

Reflexiones I


I

¿No te das cuenta? 
Todos son felices
disfrutan de las oportunidades
que graciosamente presenta
la vida, y sin embargo
yo siento nauseas. 

Es inevitable sufrir 
cada día
estas dulces arcadas
de envidia.

10/3/14

Desayuno con cristales.



"... pero no termina,
no termina,
nunca termina..."

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Holly: You know those days when you get the mean reds?

Paul: The mean reds, you mean like the blues?

Holly: No. The blues are because you're getting fat and maybe it's been raining too long, you're just sad that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?

Paul: Sure.

Holly: Well, when I get it the only thing that does any good is to jump in a cab and go to Tiffany's. Calms me down right away. The quietness and the proud look of it. Nothing very bad could happen to you there. If I could find a real-life place that'd make me feel like Tiffany's, then - then I'd buy some furniture and give the cat a name!





Breakfast at Tiffany's,
Desayuno con diamantes.