Aquel País
First,
check the ladder´s closure,
next, place it firmly against the tree;
when you get to the top,
never look fixed face to the sun,
nor the clouds neither
(or you get dizzy).
Now, you simply look into the distance,
had you seen them before?
builders!:
yes, they are builders!:
they seem today a worn book of hymns.
Obviously, someone has tampered
the ladder´s closure
(and 23 forgotten monuments
of a country that no longer exists
and seem to come from the future).
I cried one night
And what does it matter, now,
forty years later,
who killed Pasolini:
whatever killed him isn´t going to change.
Epilogue, Cubed
The Cube was full of traps,
but, in the end, its inhabitants managed to escape,
although they come to the most startling conclusion,
before doing it:
<<Why have we struggled to get out?,
we´ll only find unlimited human stupidity out here>>,
<<Why have we struggled to get out?,
we´ll only find unlimited human stupidity out here>>,
<<Why have we struggled to get out?,
we´ll only find unlimited human stupidity out here>>.
Warrants,
brokerage, maturities,
bullish and bearish markets,
sharks, arbitration, overdarfts,
Euribor, Libor, Fibor, Mibor,
ruptures, risks, leverage,
and to make this wheel keep spinning,
the State Budget
on a brutal mismatch,
but please do not therefore deny
(the medication he needs)
our son,
who could not find accommodation
in his penultimate battlefield;
to finally all of us admit
that the man died as a planet.
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
I remember hearing
this conversation,
on the outskirts of a novel
by Hunter Thompson
(or was it in Las Vegas?):
<<The dog enters the church… why?>>,
<<Because the doors are open>>,
<<Why does he leave?>>,
<<Because he has entered>>.
No comments, I guess.