Whispering thoughts What? Ethereal words and abstract meanings familiar sounds Is it? ephemeral foam disturbing my ears Where? Behind my eyes between my front teeth Is my voice? inside that old chrysalid No! I miss words those galloping verses inside my head the colours and the oxymorons that…
A black bird
Touch Memory Completeness Heat A black bird covers the day with butterfly wings in a hug surrounding the sky Touch It’s space between two bodies when the distance disappears Heat Finding colors in the absence Feeling contact in a sign Completeness The wings open the exit of dreams Nobody wants…
I let you go
I thought you were about to leave I was wrong I cried A bit too much Perhaps too little I cried for three years Until that day when you didn’t buy the rose when we knew it was too late A mistake at once a milestone at sight I let…
Synchronicity
This is the moment I want to keep in a frozen time frozen by the flame that opens eternity to mortal life This is the air I needed to breathe The touch I wanted to hold The peace I was praying to have I don’t need sun anymore This light…
The refusal
A ghost-face against the silence that keeps playing that song haunts me… Is the music an effect of the vision? Or does the song draw this ethereal face note by note? I close my eyes seeking quietness, darkness. The song acts as a snake biting its own tail. I break…
Seagulls crying
Pas de Deux (Coda) At the center of the day I saw you with your good-looking suit waiting for me I’ve been waiting for you too Today is the moment when we heal our wounds Remove the mirrors from our eyes throw them away No…
Fae was working
NOTE: Fae is the name of a fictional female character. Fae is one important character in my e-book “Cuando la obscuridad se prende”. As you can imagine, the book is written in Spanish. This is a translation of one of the stories in that book. ———————– Fae was working…
When rain cannot embrace aridity
Rain outside The room cold the air dry Brown foliage ready for fire Dilated eyes tired of nothing Sharp rhythms and rain outside A candle dries her visions Petals thinking in red Begging for heat She is not here The air withers her spirit Fades her passion Brown pupils loosing…
Cempoalxóchitl
After all these barriers After all these deaths I’m standing right here in front of the gloom holding this flower Awaiting the sun once again Pretending dark is the effect of an old eclipse The dusk surrounds me trying to shade my eyes I have made a decision I’ll trust…
The aztec dream
The Aztec Dream I want to join that sweet abyss of lethargic dreams where consciousness is optional and memories are allowed to disappear I fear the seconds the light and the person in the mirror the one who can’t appreciate solitude I long for distance, silence Those ghostly noises can…