She's there, she had the fire.
But when she's about to sleep
I'm not sure if she's there,
she turns so quiet.
When you close those eyes,
I'm there?
I'm holding fire, to find me,
but it melts down, consumed
take your time
But I can feel it, going down.
If I go to sleep before,
Would you be scared of the same?
would you hold the fire too?
Still,
Stay with me.
I don't want you to leave.
Awaken, like fire,
Burns,
Crackles smiles,
Crackle the woods
That ates.
At the ashes sleeping
In a slow slumber,
embers still,
Gentle heat bearer.
In a slow awaken,
A swamp, slow, steady.
Here at all times,
I wonder how you see me
I'm a tent, a camp?
I'm your home, I'm your lamp?
Doors.
Door-like windows,
Most of them shut, closed,
Am I approachable, yes, I see them come?
I have flowers as hair,
the grow everywhere,
They cut them pretty for me,
they pull them close to me.
I' was colorless, then faded,
I'm blushing now,
golden shoes, golden crown.
I'm (not) a plane,
I entertain,
I don't fly,
children play.
I wont go, I won't arrive,
so here, they find me all the time.
I wonder if they imagine me in the sky,
or if they just play on the slide,
still, they can ride me any time... should I say fly?
In the day, at night.
I'm a reminiscence of a plane
That gave this place its name.
Me erigieron aquí, allá,
y veo a muchos, a pocos, y dejo de verlos.
Los veo con prisa, los veo andar lentos,
Veo ebrios, veo cuerpos, veo muertos.
Veo felices, tristes, desterrados y arrastrados.
A mi me ponen cuerdas, pañuelos, palabras,
escriben sus nombres, los borran.
Me limpian, me pulen, me derrocan, me cambian,
me adoran, me maldicen.
Soy imagen, historia, recordada y olvidada.
Soy juzgado segun quien gane,
del lado de la historia.
Se burlan y se mofan,
me veneran y me respetan.
Pero no soy nada, soy la idea, la imagen,
del imaginario, de la masa.
Do we still hate each other after these days?
I still wonder if you were high that day. Then I whispered to myself.
- Why are we doing this?
Broken mugs,
broken glass,
broke your skin,
hurt mine.
And you kept medicines,
you never took one,
I did take some,
you never noticed it.
Some real scars,
that we left on us.
Broken bottle,
rotten food on bags,
still, I'd taken out,
all of that.
And we are still counting,
measuring, who was hurt the most?
just by looking,
at the other one.
"Me encanta que haya crecido ese árbol"
- Decía mientras miraba la ausencia de una pared blanca decolorada ahora opacada por el nuevo árbol.
En mi patio hay 5 gigantes, verdes de diferentes color. Deseados, amados, indeseados, heredados y tercos.
Parecen de diferente rara procedencia y ajenos de donde crecen. Parecía ahora reconocer estos gigantes como la naturaleza de mi estremidades.
No había caído en cuenta antes de ellos hasta que mencionaron uno.
Sí, tal como esa mañana de resaca donde noté mis extrimadades extrañamente grandes. Explore mi rostro ahora con hilos de cabellos, la piel, mi ecuerpo y el hieco de mi cabeza en la almohada.
Había madurado, era un adulto, pero no habia reparado mi cuerpo.
En ese instante me sentí un desconocido en mi cuerpo.
Me incluí en tí, joven,
cuando esto estaba poblado de nosotros.
Tú no eres de aquí, y por tí estoy en tí.
Cazadores iban y venían,
titularon esta tierra con el acto.
Entonces nos visitaban más.
Estamos ahora rodeado de piedras,
es una falsa sensación de accesibilidad.
¿Y para quién?
Nos visita mas el viento que nada.
En esta tierra de cazadores nadie caza.
y yo sigo acá pesándote,
hasta que nos cambien por otra piedra,
por otro acceso,
por una luz,
por un aviso,
por estorbar.
I wish I didn't see your eyebrows arching up that way to the sky that morning.
Seemed like we wouldn't see us again.
I hope I didn't do the same.
I'm hoping you didn't see the same on me;
Fear took place.
Things and time led to the other and it came uninvited.
It came so fast.
I didn't even say good bye.
Is that what you feared?
