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EME Feb 2015
El reloj va sonando, marcando un tempo de viejo afligido, como si estuviera desesperado por dictar una hora, o un día.
El perro se para a observar el "Tic tac" y su cola baila los danzones que el viejo reloj marca.
La comida hierve con delicadeza y el humo de la olla silba las baladas que el tocadiscos canta, el reloj marca y la cola del perro baila.
En la mesa se destapa el elixir que llena copas y embriaga almas cubriendo cuerpos como los ríos cubren al mar, y el mar inspira al escriba que roba suspiros que mueven manecillas de relojes para marcar tiempos y bailar colas de perros, hervir ollas que silban canciones y hacer luz que hacen cantar tocadiscos.
Entonces el reloj se detiene porque ya es Jueves y son las cinco de la tarde
By: Carlos Lorenzana
Sana Oct 2014
Tik tok
Tic toc
J'attends, j'attends et j'attends
Les heures passent lentement
Tik tok
Tic toc
Basta et assez
Y'en a marre
Already
Hasten et vite vite
Basta et allez
J'en ai marre
Already
D'attendre, attendre et attendre
Les tics tocs
Et les tiks toks

*Que les tics toquent already
A little something I wrote mostly in french and that I surprisingly like
Haych May 2014
Spec-tac-ular

There may be times when you contemplate & debate...
&fee;; as insignificant as a grain of sand in the middle of the desert
but
Know that to me, you have always been the speck of dust out of the million other that stood out and glisnted gold in the swirling sunlight
While the others merely hovered amidst the air as if they where lost.


When people expect and expect...and expect of you
Until you feel like a piece of blue-tac that has been used over and over and over again
Until your sweet stickiness is lost
Know that I would still love you even if to the world you seemed useless.And I would remind you that even tho sometimes I'm not always there to freshen up your day I shall never stop trying to be there 4 you even if I lose my mintyness too...
because a tic never abadndons a tac


Because you are the girl who I will never be able to truly serve justice by describing you by words.

You are the one who I tried to describe by using the word
Spectacluar...
& even after I broke it down...
Even then...
Just like a beautiful forever unknown
There's always an end part that I can never fully know..about you
But I guess that's what makes you a beautiful mystery.

The fact you're like a precious golden 'speck'
And a 'tac' that never stops breaking off pieces of yourself to help others even if it means you have less

But...
'Ular' you are something 'ular' too...
I don't know what or what the 'ular' of you is...
But I'm sure whatever 'it' is...it adds up to make you...
*Spectacularly...you
I couldn't sleep last night, and I was thinking of my best friend <3
I was thinking about blue tac
And delicious orange and mint tic-tac's
And how beautiful dust looks is when it floats in the sunlight
And I had to write it all down...
and it all blended together like puzzle pieces...
As ridiculous and nonsensical as my thoughts sound
It's all true...and this is dedicated to her...
My golden speck-orangey blue tacky-ular(=something wonderful<3)
-H

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