sábado, 11 de septiembre de 2010

Backstabbing California (Part 2)

My mistress sports a dress today.
Her name is Dissapointment and she doesn't know what a smile is.

Today she's on my side once more,
she brings back four-hundred eagles that were dead until today.

We are an army under the feet of a giant.
We don't promise anything.

Let us not ask any questions
Forget the foolish things we said

I don't know if you are a human anymore.
You don't stand for the things you used to belive in.
Your soul falls, easily, as snow.

You drink a sting, a bear drinks beer from a barrel.
Let us age the wine first.

I am more.
You say: "The opposite of winter is hidden from view."

Who are you?

How remarkable.
To advance the hollow body of an owl.

I need to laugh.
But Dissapointment doesn't even know what a smile is.



1 comentarios:

Anónimo dijo...

Her name is Dissapointment and she doesn't know what a smile is. amé esa frase!
lo sentí como una de esas entradas sobre un día que pasa como cualquier otro, sin nada extraordinario, sin nada que nos motive; sino que es un día oscuro, bizarro y molesto.
un día lleno de nostalgía y decepción