domingo, 20 de abril de 2008

something like this or like that


I can see
when the begings begining;
but
what is so hard to
know about it
is the way that
I live without you.
With, but without
those feelings
that I supposed want
to me.
Anyway Rosseau...
Someday I used to be fine
now I know that I'm like this..
as good as fine isn't enough anymore!
Falling over,
over down,
behind yourself,
between us,
even though,
besides it,
under that,
and on the top of our minds
maybe will be the right way to do this and that
or something else,
in the same place.

Um comentário:

Leo Zelada Grajeda disse...

Muy interesante tu blog.

Un beso de un poeta en Madrid.