Magician
21 Nov 2022 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
Dawn precedes himthe blue hourAnd the dawn is a few secondsbefore the sun rises.Day to night and vice versa.This is how time goes bycycles going onFractured watch, broken glassleafless treestears rolling down the streetsthe mirror smilingpuzzle piece...
20 Nov 2022 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
The word is exquisiteyou can taste it in layerslike an onion.Tears his presence.It is made of clay, kneaded by hand.It's a whirlwind in the throat,impudent snorting.craft room,where the wind tastes and seasons,breakers claim to be heard,be broken dow...
19 Nov 2022 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
On my skin that is a steppeI get intense blows from the sun...hit the whole body. On the walls, obscene silhouettes,portraits of bodies dissolving,On the walls, what is there to say. In the streets, macabre newspaper covers,bloody and dirty letters,o...
17 Nov 2022 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
I have opened so many nights;when I look at the shadows,when I enter his soul.Sometimes your silence sticksto my immobile hand, waitingof an idea, of a codeto open the memory ofnostalgia that appears betweentheir shadows or your nakednesspeeking into...
16 Nov 2022 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
I entered you like a book.It is a way of accessinga consecrated ritual of the gaze.I agree as when I am availableto read and the pages are moving.When the words flee in your eyes,yearning, shivering with anxiety.And the perfumes come offin all our sp...
15 Nov 2022 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
Look how the night goes over the cityshe is a hand finished in strengtha dark cloak full of distances.We cover ourselves with shadows to protect ourselvesfrom the fury, the peopleothers.Our bodies are confusedspare the honey of the contactswe get los...
14 Nov 2022 1 minute read 1 comment espacioreal
I chose todayto get lost in a forestof letters, a blue skyand a concert of birds.I chose todayto confuse myself with nature,make my skin greensing like a bird, fly in the skyopen and dream in a nestthe peace of the world.I chose todayto put my heart...
13 Nov 2022 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
God created the natural landscapes, man creates the artificial paradises from him. Hoarding books is not like hoarding any other object. The consumerism of the book is a humanism. I want more books because I need them to tell me what the world was...
12 Nov 2022 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
Today I have written some lines,for instance; the city was coveredof rain.the dark windows of the buildingswhite as open eyesof a ghost town.I think it was the last rainthat the morning sun snatched from usan icy wind walks through the streetshugging...
11 Nov 2022 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
Get in, get out of battles.Forgive the calamities to whichwe made ourselves in the imageand likeness of others, forgive usthe penalties, those feigned to mortify andthe ones we hide from the gaze ofthat we will be, as if we had one at homeinfamy, a s...
