martes, 24 de noviembre de 2015

lunes, 23 de noviembre de 2015

M TRAIN by Patti Smith

“I had read it some time ago but was so completely immersed that I retained nothing. This has been an intermittent, lifelong enigma. Through early adolescence I sat and read for hours in a small grove of weed trees near the railroad track in Germantown. Like Gumby I would enter a book wholeheartedly and sometimes venture so deeply it was as if I were living within it. I finished many books in such a manner there, closing the covers ecstatically yet having no memory of the content by the time I returned home. This disturbed me but I kept this strange affliction to myself. I look at the covers of such books and their contents remain a mystery that I cannot bring myself to solve. Certain books I loved and lived within yet cannot remember.” 

Purpose

Find me a place to start over
and a reason to live for
because I can't take this emptiness anymore.

sábado, 21 de noviembre de 2015

No title yet


Some names lead to disaster
and yours put me through Hell.
You were as poisonous as you said you'd be.

miércoles, 18 de noviembre de 2015

La miro y recuerdo
que nada es lo que parece,
porque es a ella
a quien miran los espejos
cuando se rompen.