Sunday, 30 August 2015

humanity, humantiny

this giant waterlilies
and the way nature grows so large when we don't touch it,
the whole of it, the waterfalls, it grows too much
and i let myself


i let me be

i am huge

my being is abrasive

i let me be

my story takes pages and pages,
and so does yours

and i let me be

be me

the waterfalls

the whole iguacu falls

they are all me


and i am theirs

Thursday, 6 August 2015

the end of the story

"you're going to ruin everything by thinking like that." (s)he says.
(i know, i know, and i meant it all the same)


the sad songs you sing have no meaning, none whatsoever
you like saying things aloud, you get a kick out of the song, the movement of your tongue
(lo li ta)

but we were doomed from the start
and im not gonna win this game if i keep playing
because the only thing you have to do in your life is die
(baby, its true)
and i´ve been doing it so well


in space no one can hear you be

plummeting into the abyss between two worlds
silently
slowly
falls
he
he


the words,
they´re not meant for you
for you to see
but i wish it all the same


drop
drop
drop
goes the rain
.


the planets align
the comets arrive
the meteors alight
and you soul is fire
burning
me

a shower of you
the extinction of my species

22/03/2014

Wednesday, 5 August 2015

singing the same songs

You're exasperating
    like cocaine in its best days
     running through my veins
It's side-splitting
   how you spin my head like meth
    a cheap thrill that leads to death
 You're in command,
    I'm a soldier in your hand
    let you drag me land by land
Trees undress,
   I'm foreign in my own country
   a pawn in your game of chess

The hunger strikes me again
Drowned in deliriums of fame

Some kind of tragedy,
 wreck chords ruin the melody,
 can't you at least be discret?

Rotten attitude,
 you were my favourite drug
 but then I learned about abuse

27/06/2011

these melodies

the sun is shining on your lover's bald
you think it's romantic, but it's only a fraud
the lamp is shining on your mother's face
you think you're her son, you're just a disgrace

14/05/2012

Is all I do nowadays, lie on the bedroom floor with eyes closed.
Sometime there's music, sometimes not.
Yes, I'm very lonely, yes, pictures all over the floor.
It goes on and on and on and on and on.

02/12/2011


dead trees on your backyard

It's not the sophisticated words,
carefully phrased sentences,
foreign terms in the right context,
not the meaning

It's the mirrors and windows.
It's always been about them,
everywhere, since the dawn
of humanity,

I don't believe in symbols,
not in the way most do.
But I guess we could say
I don't believe in oracles,
only in translations.


30/12/2011

proper definitions with meanings


i'm 19 years old
i should have grown up by now
my grandparents did, at my age
my parents, well, i don't know

i'm 19 years old
when i was very little
i used to think of how I'd be right now
strong and confident

but i'm not strong enough
life is pushing itself against me
like closing walls in an action movie
and i'm so unwise i don't even know
the name of those things

okay, maybe that isn't the best example
see? i can't talk like normal people
i see the world and can't grasp it
but i'm forced to make something of myself
it's... laughable

20/11/2012

Sunday, 2 August 2015

not a sonnet

and i think about this, all the time.
the smell on the top of your head
the fact that we can´t reverse entropy,
and the universe is going to end sometime ahead

about the sounds, and other people´s internal life
that i could never, never even guess
i think and think about how to make people smile
but i can´t never get it for meself

i wish i didn´t know how to worry
a lobotomy isn´t looking so bad tonight
i wish i could at least write better poetry

i wish my poems would rhyme
the world´s end never looked so right
to make this melancholy appropriate to the time