Who Loves The Wind

2011-02-25T19:09:00.000-08:00

Cierro los ojos
y te siempre estas ahi
presente en mi soledad
buscando la marea perfecta
para llevarme contigo

El papel roto

2011-02-25T19:05:00.000-08:00

Encontre un papel en un viejo cajon, tenia escrito lo siguente, no recuerdo cuando fue que escribi esto, asi que supongo que debe tener sus años.
El papel esta roto asi que al escrito le faltan algunos fragmentos que desconosco

Si tod (rotura)
Asi como (rotura)

En un segundo directo al infieno
si es que existe

Alli estaremos todos, torturandonos
como ahora, en el infierno
si es que existe

Lo unico que se, es que aca tiene otro nombre
y me encanta, nos encanta

Si, somos pecadores
Si, no somos (rotura)
como vos (rotura)

lujan mercedes

2011-02-25T19:02:00.000-08:00

Pelo blanco
pollera azul
como aplastando algo

Chica con ojos grandes
te comes el arroz
agarras un poquito,
tomas
- Gracias
- De nada, me dijo

Es como que te duele,
pero estas bien

125

2010-11-05T17:30:00.001-07:00

Dice Baltazar que tiene que cuidar 100 gallinas, 10 caballos, 30 vacas y sembrar // Dice Baltazar, ¿Por que trabajo tanto? si al final me estoy muriendo de tanto trabajar // Pero un dia Baltazar escribio sobre un galpon unas frases muy cortitas que decian lo siguiente: "Las tierras deben ser del que las siembra porque yo estoy dando todo y hay quien se lo lleva, esto es para usted señor patron, y como va a conocer su campo si esta sentado en un sillon con su esposa mirando television" // Pero un dia Baltazar se fue sin avisar, y cuando estaba ya muy lejos se dio vuelta por mirar, porque escuchaba un ruido extraño y no sabia que podia ser y eran todos los caballos, todas las gallinas, mariposas blancas y los gorriones y las vacas que seguian por detras a Baltazar.

Sixty Days

2009-12-18T21:46:00.000-08:00

Honey, the way you play guitar makes me feel so, makes me feel so masochistic. The way you go down low deep into the neck and I would do anything, and I would do anything and Patty Hearst, you're standing there in front of the Symbionese Liberation Army flag with your legs spread, I was wondering will you get it every night from a black revolutionary man and his women or whether you really did and now that you're on the run what goes on in your mind, your sisters they sit by the window, you know your mama doesn't sit and cry and your daddy, well you know what your daddy said, Patty, you know what your daddy said, Patty, he said, he said, he said, "Well, sixty days ago she was such a lovely child, now here she is with a gun in her hand."

te

2009-08-11T19:44:00.001-07:00

te veo desfigurada junto a mi
me encantan tus estimulos
tu manera de encarar la muerte
tus deseos maravillosos donde no formo parte
eres una pura mentira
mi mente crea trucos, te inventa
te sugiere
te invoca
te ve
te maltrata
me maltrato

I'm a humble guy with a healthy desire

2009-07-19T15:06:00.000-07:00

I've been tired //She's a real left winger 'cause she been down south And held peasants in her arms /She said "I could tell you a story that could make you cry"
"What about you?" /I said "Me too" /"I could tell you a story that will make you cry"
And she sighed "Ah" /I said "I wanna be a singer like Lou Reed" /"I like Lou Reed" she said sticking her tongue in my ear /"Let's go, let's sit, let's talk" /"Politics go so good with beer" /"And while we're at it baby, why don't you tell me one of your biggest fears?" /I said "Loosing my penis to a whore with disease" /"Just kidding" I said /"Losing my life to a whore with disease" /She said "Excuse me please?" /I said "Losing my life to a whore with disease" /I said "Please... I'm a humble guy with a healthy desire" /"Don't give me no shit because..." /I've been tired /I tell a tale of a girl, but I call her a woman /She's a little bit older than me /Strong legs, strong face, voice like milk, breasts like a cluster of grapes /I can't escape the ways she raise me /She'll make you feel like Solomon be one of your babies even if you had no one /(And while we're at it baby, why don't you tell me one of your biggest fears?) /Took my sleep after setting my loins on fire /But that's OK because... I've been tired

El mundo es tuyo

2009-07-13T22:46:00.000-07:00

La Eternidad // La vida se nos va /otra esperanza ha muerto /y no tenerte entre mis brazos /me hace sentir enfermo /la verdad es que hoy /te escribo para no tener que recordarte /salvación del alma sin remedio/ podríamos navegar juntos a través del mundo /sobre el mundo /se que eso nunca nos va a pasar /tuve un sueño ayer /D. H. Lawrence junior /tres cuchillos mar brillante /sobre el horizonte /hombre poeta y Dios /no puedo yo seguir alimentando /mi destino con tu propia suerte /ilusiones /se proyecta mi vida /desde aquí a la eternidad

Wondering boy poet

2009-07-13T10:43:00.000-07:00

Wondering boy poet // Dream on child of change /Throw your javelin through the sun /Pierce the heart of everyone /Though we push to slave the days /This is not reality, this is just formality /The cup is only being filled /For a chance to have it spilled /Flowing just like the days /Sailing--just like the days...

A song for you

2009-07-09T23:00:00.000-07:00

Superstar // Long ago and oh so far away /I fell in love with you before the second show /Your guitar, it sounds so sweet and clear /But youre not really here /Its just the radio /Dont you remember you told me you loved me baby /You said youd be coming back this way again baby /Baby, baby, baby, baby, oh, baby, I love you I really do /Loneliness is a such a sad affair /And I can hardly wait to be with you again /What to say to make you come again /Come back to me again /And play your sad guitar

Disorder

2009-07-07T22:02:00.000-07:00

Warm mist //Just drifting through this warm mist /Just like drifting out to sea /The clouds have come to earth now /Just like one day she came to me /Oh! and now I'm far away /Things did change, I went away /No more laughter, no more tears /A bird sings above somewhere /Shouting out it's really free /But she took away my soul and things /Pointed out the way to sea /Without a north, without a sail /Doomed to wander, doomed to fail /On the sea that's always gray /You might remember Claudia /She drifted till she sank, so sad /She took with her, her lover /He was the only thing she had /But I don't want to go that way /Oh Lord, can't I have a little say? /Don't let me die surrounded by this gray /I'm still drifting through this warm mist /Just like drifting out to sea /The clouds have come to earth now /Just like one day she came to me /Oh! and now I'm far away /Can't I have a little say? /Without a north, without a sail /Doomed to wander, doomed to fail /Oh Lord, can't I have a little say? /Don't let me die surrounded by this gray

Caminos del espejo

2009-07-07T11:42:00.000-07:00

I
Y sobre todo mirar con inocencia. Como si no pasara nada, lo cual es cierto.

II
Pero a ti quiero mirarte hasta que tu rostro se aleje de mi miedo como un pájaro del borde filoso de la noche.

III
Como una niña de tiza rosada en un muro muy viejo súbitamente borrada por la lluvia.

IV
Como cuando se abre una flor y revela el corazón que no tiene.

V
Todos los gestos de mi cuerpo y de mi voz para hacer de mí la ofrenda, el ramo que abandona el viento en el umbral.

VI
Cubre la memoria de tu cara con la máscara de la que serás y asusta a la niña que fuiste.

VII
La noche de los dos se dispersó con la niebla. Es la estación de los alimentos fríos.

VIII
Y la sed, mi memoria es de la sed, yo abajo, en el fondo, en el pozo, yo bebía, recuerdo.

IX
Caer como un animal herido en el lugar que iba a ser de revelaciones.

X
Como quien no quiere la cosa. Ninguna cosa. Boca cosida. Párpados cosidos. Me olvidé. Adentro el viento. Todo cerrado y el viento adentro.

XI
Al negro sol del silencio las palabras se doraban.

XII
Pero el silencio es cierto. Por eso escribo. Estoy sola y escribo. No, no estoy sola. Hay alguien aquí que tiembla.

XIII
Aun si digo sol y luna y estrella me refiero a cosas que me suceden. ¿Y qué deseaba yo?
Deseaba un silencio perfecto.
Por eso hablo.

XIV
La noche tiene la forma de un grito de lobo.

XV
Delicia de perderse en la imagen presentida. Yo me levanté de mi cadáver, yo fui en busca de quien soy. Peregrina de mí, he ido hacia la que duerme en un país al viento.

XVI
Mi caída sin fin a mi caída sin fin en donde nadie me aguardó pues al mirar quién me aguardaba no vi otra cosa que a mí misma.

XVII
Algo caía en el silencio. Mi última palabra fue yo pero me refería al alba luminosa.

XVIII
Flores amarillas constelan un círculo de tierra azul. El agua tiembla llena de viento.

XIX
Deslumbramiento del día, pájaros amarillos en la mañana. Una mano desata tinieblas, una mano arrastra la cabellera de una ahogada que no cesa de pasar por el espejo. Volver a la memoria del cuerpo, he de volver a mis huesos en duelo, he de comprender lo que dice mi voz.

Alejandra Pizarnik

The story of my life

2009-07-07T11:25:00.000-07:00

Half a person //Call me morbid, call me pale /I've spent six years on your trail /Six long years
/On your trail /Call me morbid, call me pale /I've spent six years on your trail /Six full years of my life on your trail /And if you have five seconds to spare /Then I'll tell you the story of my life : /Sixteen, clumsy and shy /I went to London and I /I booked myself in at the Y ... W.C.A.
/I said : "I like it here - can I stay ? /I like it here - can I stay ? /Do you have a vacancy /For a Back-scrubber?" /She was left behind, and sour /And she wrote to me, equally dour /She said : "In the days when you were /Hopelessly poor /I just liked you more..." /And if you have five seconds to spare /Then I'll tell you the story of my life : /Sixteen, clumsy and shy /That's the story of my life /Sixteen, clumsy and shy /The story of my life /That's the story of my life

when he was twenty-five

2009-07-06T17:08:00.000-07:00

All the young dudes //Well billy rapped all night about his suicide /How he kick it in the head when he was twenty-five /Speed jive dont want to stay alive /When youre twenty-five /And wendys stealing clothes from marks and sparks /And freedys got spots from ripping off the stars from his face /Funky little boat race /Television man is crazy saying were juvenile deliquent wrecks /Oh man I need tv when I got t rex /Oh brother you guessed /Im a dude dad /All the young dudes (hey dudes) /Carry the news (where are ya) /Boogaloo dudes (stand up come on) /Carry the news /All the young dudes (I want to hear you) /Carry the news (I want to see you) /Boogaloo dudes (and I want to talk to you all of you) /Carry the news /Now lucy looks sweet cause he dresses like a queen /But he can kick like a mule its a real mean team /But we can love oh yes we can love /And my brothers back at home with his beatles and his stones /We never got it off on that revolution stuff /What a drag too many snags /Now Ive drunk a lot of wine and Im feeling fine /Got to race some cat to bed /Oh is there concrete all around /Or is it in my head /Yeah /Im a dude dad /All the young dudes (hey dudes) /Carry the news (where are ya) /Boogaloo dudes (stand up) /Carry the news /All the young dudes (I want to hear ya) /Carry the news (I want to see you) /Boogaloo dudes (and I want to relate to you) /Carry the news /All the young dudes (what dudes)

Who loves the sun

2009-07-06T12:38:00.000-07:00

Who loves the sun /Who cares that/ it makes plants grow /Who cares what it does/Since you broke my heart /Who loves the wind /Who cares that it makes breezes /Who cares what it does /Since you broke my heart /Pa Pa Pa Pa /Who loves the sun /Not everyone /Who cares that it makes flowers /Who cares that it makes showers /Since you broke my heart /Who loves the sun /Who cares that it is shining /Who cares what it does /Since you broke my heart