Surrealistic tale: the mouse and the princess

TRAIN-SILENCE-DOOR
The mouse decided to wait,
The princess decided to die…
I was asking for another wine.
CHERRY-WHISKEY-MINT
The mouse came to say hello,
The princess came went to say good bye,
I was waiting another wine.
SUN-SHADOW-PICTURE
The mouse was drunk,
The princess was dead…
I was happy!

I couldn’t solve the case,
Someone said that the princess was in silence,
In front of the door –in the train-
Drinking whiskey with mint and cherries,
Taking pictures of the shadow
saying good bye to the sun…
Meanwhile, the mouse was saying hello
-he was drunk-
and I was happy!!
The murderer was never found,
The mouse was drunk...
The princess was dead…
And I was happy!!!

Some words, some time…
some past, some present, some future…
I had scratches over my dreams,
I was sleeping underneath me,
I was listening the rain in the sunny days…
I was waiting for something…
I came here with my soul little bit broken..
Now... it still broken… but stronger,
With many memories, full of feelings,
full of new songs… full of butterflies.
Now, I have new songs to sing in my next smile’s shower.
I have a new landscape, a new sunset,
Now I’m happy between the hurricanes and the soft spring.
Now… my space is not empty,
My abyss is full of wishes…
at least, is full of kisses…
full of music, full of blue, full of red, full of green.
Now my time is full of tears instead of fears…
I was one of you
I was one of them,
I was one of me…
Now I’m someone else… I know something new…
Is better cry for something than laugh for nothing…
Is better love the impossible than have the easy…
Is better be stranger than be only a ghost..
anyway I love the stranger ghosts in an impossible laugh…
Now I can sing…
I can go on eating strawberries in the morning,
cherries in the afternoon, cookies in the train,
and have dreams before fall sleep…
Now I can be May on April,
I can look through the cats silence
And this is my way…
My way to love the life, the friends, the butterflies…
The cherries, the strawberries, the cookies, the cats…
The words, the songs, the music, the poetry, the smiles…
This is my way,
My passion, my strange love, my bad side…
I’m here… maybe because is my last step…
I’m here because I’m not afraid of myself anymore,
I’m here letting a piece of my soul…
Going on… with a wonderful sadness,
with an amazing happiness…
with this time wrapped in my mouth,
with my past and my future..
with this second burning my questions,
with your answers flaming my time…

sensacion de domingo 17 y 49!

Persistencia perturbada...
preguntas promisorias..
inestable...
inflamable....
interrumpida...
en el lapso de una sobredosis..
de no sé que...
de no sé cuando....
de no sé como..
en el encierro de una ventana abierta..
con incertidumbre de pajaro-sombra..
desalojo...
destierro...
despaciooooooo...
espacio diluyente...
tiempo ahogado en vodka y fanta...
en hielos y fiebre...
en memoria reducida a una silenciosa multiplicación...
en esas ando...
sin andar...
sin susurrar...
creandome una pintura surreal y un crepúsculo alucinante..
en espera por volver a esa sensacion que tenia....
cuando todo andaba bien...

Again (Archive)

You're tearing me apart
Crushing me inside
You used to lift me up
Now you get me down
If I Was to walk away...
from you my love
Could I laugh again?

Reviento esta tristeza..
la agonía agoniza...
por los callejones insensatos de mis caminos lluviosos...
y se despeja el cielo que usualmente esta caido...
y se desaloja el abismo,
y se duplica la incertidumbre...
la inconstancia que sonrie cada vez que te abraza,
la blasfemia derramada con el café de una mañana que ya no vuelve...
el sabor de la derrota en una buena partida...
Despedazo las frases inconclusas,
el silencio y los violines oxidados,
multiplico las tareas -lo que queda por hacer-
indemnizo el ultimo beso
con la ultima aparicion de este fantasma,
éste que acabo de derivar del vacío,
éste mismo que me trae otra despedida...

Again...

I'm losing you again
Like eating me inside
I used to lift you up
Now I get you down