jueves, junio 12, 2008

I am north and you are south,
that’s how it’s been in the city,
that’s how it’s in the nation
[no capital letters]
.

Between us there is no west nor east,
we are no centre,
there’s only the thickness of your fist;
not even talk about heaven or hell.

We flow like rivers
but directionless,
we won´t end or fly,
‘cus we’ve not even begun.

Come to you flawless
as the nothing
I [ ] am
intending to evaporate
with
u
o
y

.

Deliberating

Deliberate

Deliberated

Liberate

Libérate

Líbrate

Libra

libra

Libera

-nos.

P.S. I miss you.