jueves, 17 de julio de 2008

Banca

en un jardín

6 comentarios:

Anónimo dijo...

que hardcore

vegetatiana dijo...

con roche.

V dijo...

Mierda!! donde estaba esa banca?? esa imagen me ha pateado el cerebro...ouch!

~mujer dijo...

I walk in
I see you
I watch you
I scan you
I wait for you
I tickle you
I tease you
I search you
I breathe you
I talk

I smile
I touch your hair
You are the one
You are the one
Who did this to me
You are my own
I show you
I feel you
I ask you
I don’t ask

I don’t wait
I won’t ask you
I can’t tell you
I lie
I am crying hard
There was blood
No one told me
No one knew
My mother knows
I forget your name

I don’t think
I bury my head
I bury your head
I bury you
My fever
My skin
I cannot breathe
I cannot eat
I cannot walk
I am losing time

I am losing ground
I cannot stand it
I cry
I cry out
I bite
I bite your lip
I breathe your breath
I pulse
I pray
I pray aloud

I smell you on my skin
I say the word
I say your name
I cover you
I shelter you
I run from you
I sleep beside you
I smell you
on my clothes
I keep your clothes.

~mujer dijo...

casa de Peggy Guggenheim en Venecia.

Alba dijo...

wow me encantó!