Tristeza urbanita

Cualquier domingo pasado...


Lays, Clight de naranja
chocolatín Arcor
media vuelta de llave
“Definitivamente
tal vez”… por película.

Pared de Plomo

Gracias a Raquel y a sus clases de streching, también gracias a Eva.



Wall of Lead

. . . . . . . . . /led/
. . . . . . . . . /led/


I’ve dreamt fear −
a wall of lead . . . /led/

A wall of lead . . . /led/
where all is dead.

A wall of lead /led/
made of your dreads.

A wall, some say it leads /li:S /;
“There are no dreams”,
No dreams at all
A certain Peter and that’s it,

.............................................who’s seen, has never told.

__________


I’ve seen it
again
playing a stretching game.

Torso down,
legs wide open:
there it still is
waiting for me
to say please.

This time I won’t
Say no please!
Neither will I piss,
Shall go through it.

Temblores

Tem- blo
res
Tem- blo
res

Temblores es
Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Temblores es
Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Antes de dormir
mi cuerpo siempre
tiembla,
da saltos.

Nos acomodamos
a la situación pero,
la verdad, preferimos
otra canción.