I am
but not.
You won't
and yet you are.
Not with me.
There,
sleeping
or not
...you
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 4:47 AM UTC
No está en la pesadez del aire,
está en mí.
Mi mirada interna,
Vuelve todo más denso,
Lo desgasta hasta el cansancio.
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 4:35 AM UTC
Mis intenciones no germinan en ti,
las horas las devoran como pájaros.
Nosotros,
esta cosa que es,
ahora, infértil.
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 4:33 AM UTC
At this moment
all that comes to mind
quickly goes away.
Only this sensation stays;
like clarity and blindness cohabitating
neither one nor the other is complete.
You.
That word,
takes out everything
and takes nothing to say.
You,
only for a moment.
Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 4:04 PM UTC