Sunday, October 19, 2008

Adjustpilot Honeywell




I look
Recognize you have turned on the lights ke
draw your contours joining points of
your existence.

finished drawing unknown
a task that I willingly dispossession


of a sudden fall, vacuum pain shivering
roar from the ashes
smelling of a collapsed building.

INTERMEZZO


I clean shards and pieces of bones torn
to breathe the dust so allergic
ke a world I never knew

LATER


A buzz figures crowd the rest of the day forced
remitted by the secrets
habits of forced
nothing hindering me recall the emotions to forget those
from rock to not run away from you.

The tasks noted on the blackboard evaporate
the footsteps of my safe hands
new tracks are waiting for the black back

no hurry

only impatient compass
waves in the plate Life

Watch the direction
directs gaze ,

tears mist new
shoulders of my destiny.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Cost For Full Head Extensions

SOLOMBRA


I wait, did not quickly.
always know I'll be back there, I can not escape.

A drop of tar that sperticante
Rivola esophagus existence
moisture evaporates and cakes as soon as I stop.

I do not need to seek it,
always finds me and let me the illusion of having abandoned

so that the shame of the meeting is more serious.


Hung ruin everything again on the edge of the cliff


I have to run before falling
but I run more and more impatient anxiety

the more I try and find you less .

Partner faint, diaphanous
as much as you consider the most unreal
more t'incarni heavy minutes in the longest of my day.

I get up and call a name
your soft edges your poison and becomes more powerful.

I have inside, I'm yours, do not run away

resist

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Pain Coming From Descending Colon

Still


dark
I cleaned a piece of which I was certain smokily I polished
dangerously thin limbs
find the bones of known normal perigrinare

levo look down with a whisper dolcevole
in a matter of sound waves
echoes a stop cold sweat

beats and returns to awaken from the illusion
mild I vehemently and embodies a folding screen on which I
distasteful photos of me and others in a slow-known


s'adombra clearly known to the heart
tremestio wave conscious and notes

flooded with the thought that sea and
awakened the sailing of the day with a cloth

orange helmet on the back of the hand that gathers me and I sleep
still pending.

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Two Tablespoons Avocado In Grams

Vanish ... No self


By the end of time
I thought long goodbye to a sordid
I found a festive buzz
thrill of joy which I can not hear but feel grief

flight leaves in the light without stopping
by the roadside do not go out

except for a deft coitus
rest in the shade of a dead post

decide polished widening the mind
I am blown away by the garbage My heart
in a round pen that exudes fear of
listing failures of a penniless

dead limp but still alive
fleeting joy of a podium
I am perched in a polymer
of confusion, where the days do not write

if not for the widening gap work e la vita felice me