Find an answer, do, survive alongside
the result. Will it ever render in return
no affront to all redemption? Resist it,
anyhow, it, that curly implant, salty,
crispy, unobtrusive if you smash it
up before ingesting. Like any all awk-
ward smirks, innocent guffaws, mannered
chuckles: a dramatic formality, the one
that's bound you to me. I will protest in
any case until you talk me back into my
seat. Tell me, now, what was that, again?
I've followed we blindly as up to this
moment because of pain that's not akin
to me. A valiant recipient I take it un-
resoundingly. Where's my liquor now? Today
I joined the sum of that figure, printed.
The final rows of mass self-inflicted
delirium (a European crowd waiting
to see a subtitled Chinese film), reacting
mechanically, like an orchestra of planned
responses, the button is the action and
the reaction doesn't beg for its
manifestation, only expects itself, that
was the fee, the price of the ticket. I
cleared my throat again, to see, but as
expected no one gyrated an attentive ear,
kept looking on, ahead, persisting in
the obvious journey. Tumble onward, then:
Behave as it behooves you, summon up an
occasional ancestor and decipher the
incessant rattling of their buried bones.
2005-02-(12-13)
[Originally posted on Sunday, February 13, 2005.]
tientas tú, deja de pensar tan ávidamente
en tiempos de pan, amores pegajosos,
(en) sales regadas [por] en charcos de alivio
infinita compasión has de lucir
imagina que te toque a ti alguna vez
cargar con el tuerto, el confiado valiente,
masticar harinas medio molidas...
pero es que si te entretienes tanto
en desmenuzando cada miga x
al 4% completado ya ni
te entran las ganas de seguir
siendo humano y es que has
dejado de cuidarte de aquello
que inexorablemente va comiéndote
por las orillas de los ojos
allí donde ya no alcanza tu vista x
te permutas pero permanentemente
tardío. no valen más ningunas
de las penurias tan queridas por ti
pues sencillamente son vagas e
inútiles ni logras contar ninguna
verdad y las mentiras, amotinadas,
van abriendo paso a navajazos —
acuéstate ya, canalla, calla ya
de una vez por tantas x
mejor ha sido ejercer de buen vasallo
el porvenir te ha saldado, otra vez, un fallo.
(¡completado un buen 27 de enero de 2004!)
[Originally posted on Friday, January 30, 2004.]
a flow such as the one the long
one the perpetual flow of so
young when I was I'm remem-
bering now every time I step
back from each moment to
really see you because it was
so long ago I'm not just
that anymore.
[Originally posted on Wednesday, November 12, 2003.]
the hop cut into my lip.
and the sky, overcast,
kept my forehead
plastered, shoved down
over my teeth, while
these fingers respond,
but poorly, harness
all their might if only
to scribble
[Originally posted on Wednesday, October 29, 2003.]
y pensar que cuando antes ni nos conocíamos solíamos disfrutar de los [efectos] afectos de aquella ignorancia no sea que nos tildaran de amargados – era mejor estar resignados a/las incoherencias producidas por unos temores sin fundamento no te pases el pimiento siempre intento, no, miento toma asiento y calla ya.
este chorro de chorradas es a causa de un apagón a medias – me quitas una corriente y me enchufo a otra – la cuestión es estar siempre gene-rando no dije degenerando pues sabes ya que eso se hace sin que lo inten-tes explícitamente aunque se puede acelerar con empeñada dedicación con los tantos productos y servicios a disposición de cualquiera con suelto y soltura disponibles.
(Originally posted on Friday, October 24, 2003.)
finished out like a minute tome
that's when all of our necessary reservations
got dashed all over what some have called
opportune asphalt
= todo es muy relativo =
so, so much for our little chitchat
no, he called it “irrelevant” remember!
it was such a balmy day, back when
too much of that son, excessive quantities of that heir
thassit, muhman, whussup witchoo?
(Originally posted on Wednesday, September 10, 2003.)
ever tithe a punk fiber
when you slide an that argument around
tip it over knowingly
like a row of peas = no grace
(Originally posted on Wednesday, September 10, 2003.)
an overgrown fatality, a convoluted prism
related to the mix-up
tossed around like a dallas mop
feigned it once, to off it, a peel prize
behave, I cry, unto you, yet still
yearn ye yonder, your yeasty youth
so many years in wane
(Originally posted on Tuesday, September 09, 2003.)
when it's too late for two
apply a set of pins
and let it simmer; glide on through
your row of desktops
cleared off by your unwavering palm
perhaps you may lament the gesture
flick it off your shirt as if 'twere
an ant or some such similar
entity, relentless, driven — an
instinct necessitated for by that
blind ? purpose
(Originally posted on Monday, September 08, 2003.)
Odium Chassis, Me
Mill income for moral expatriates!
Arisen from a common puny mind:
surrender'd they to profitable hates;
such earthly troves did they do hope to bind.
«Have you got a firm hold on that one yet?»
our dim man from down south bellow'd aloud,
«Make him an offer that he can't but let!»
«Incoming!» shrieked another, «Dodge that cloud!»
Curious! From afar did swing a mass
in dimensions resembling three great hordes
decidedly portentious, surely crass.
«Eureka!» cried the third, «Look! Big fat gourds!»
Unfortunately, these were filled with death!
«Surprised?» gasped one. «Nay!» another's dying breath.
(Originally posted on Thursday, July 17, 2003.)