lunes, 22 de junio de 2009

- (poemadeunloco)



Estoy aca como una estatua quieta indiferente del tiempo y espacio
ahogandome con mi propia saliva
sintiendo una llave de paso en mi garganata que se encuentra cerrada.
Mi cabeza divaga entre momentos e imagenes
ahi te veo tan segura y vigorosa como siempre
mis ojos hablan con el tiempo en un lenguaje que solo el viento puede entender.
Este pensamiento se fusiona con la atmosfera y se eleva hacia lo mas alto del sol que con su calor cicatriza este dolor.

lunes, 13 de abril de 2009

- (meandthedevilblues)

Early this mornin', when you knocked upon my door
Early this mornin', ooh, when you knocked upon my door
And I said, "Hello, Satan, I believe it's time to go"

Me and the devil, was walkin' side by side
Me and the devil, ooh, was walkin' side by side
And I'm goin' to beat my woman, until I get satisfied

She say you don't see why, that you will dog me 'round
(spoken: Now, babe, you know you ain't doin' me right, don'cha)
She say you don't see why, ooh, that you will dog me 'round
It must-a be that old evil spirit, so deep down in the ground

You may bury my body, down by the highway side
(spoken: Baby, I don't care where you bury my body when I'm dead and gone)
You may bury my body, ooh, down by the highway side
So my old evil spirit, can catch a Greyhound bus and ride