A glass highwayA glass Highway. Wet and serious, Reflecting comfort On dopplegangers.A glass highway
A savage totem begging reprieve From the yearned vanishing point: Outstreched in spite of me; Leading to where I can't find you.
One more revolution
Away from you. A shattered last
Attempt at nothigness.
Superordinate surrender Unfeelingly Striving for destined torture. A wrecked reform for greatness shined on pitiless words.
Earth cries not for my cold soul. Silent raindrops mirror unjudging The still dance of flooding emptiness U
El AnacoretaEl AnacoretaEl Anacoreta
¿Donde mis días? Pasados, perdidos, Quizas hasta queridos.
¿Donde mis sueños? Futuros, reñidos. ¿Donde sus nidos?
¿Donde tu rostro? Que ví y perdí Como todo lo otro.
Siento el fracaso; Constante, diario,
Les oigo llamando.
Veo mis miedos: Tus ojos, mis logros. ¿Donde el silencio?
No me medí. Escala extinguida, Temí conocerme.
Busque aguas lejanas Donde no baten las ondas. Solo me atrevo. &nbs
ImpresoOjala fuese una lanza Soltada en la noche. Ojala fuese su punta Filosa y fría, Buscando alivio En el calor de la sangre. Ojala todas mis partes mataran. Sin saber detenerme, Sin poder ir atras Ojala viviese en la nada: En ese momento oscuro Cuando el guerrero me ha perdido Cuando el blanco no me ha visto, Perdido en las tinieblas Todo el mundo desaperece Y sola se mantiene Mi anticipación, Por este instante Finjo vivir para mi Y no ser un hombre Sino un simbolo. Tal vez se por que.Impreso
A Pleasant InterludeI woke from a deep slumber but was not all awake. Dreamed had I a world I should never had wanted to leave. Filled was it with streets and hills and cynicism and hate and truth and everything old and dying and the woman of my dreams.A Pleasant Interlude
It was she that woke me, for she is rude. Almost perfect is she, for in my dreams nothing ever is whole-perfect.
Drinking was I, in a place where one can drink sitting down, when I knew I was dreaming again.
I stood up, since to dream sitting down seems unnatural to me, and decided it was time
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