Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Surgio del vapor de una alcantarilla... maldito, sucio... abominable.
Recorrio las calles y supo, como siempre, lo que pensaba la gente que lo veia. La carne se le desprendia del craneo y detras de los parpados un infinito de oscuridad y horror...

Un dia en una calle de esas de ladrillos sucios y casas que esconden historias que asustarian a un forense se mientras caminaba mirando para abajo choco con ella... lo miro a los ojos por largo rato y sonrio.
Ahora el estaba enamorado.


(a veces es todo lo que hace falta).

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Martha - Tom Waits

Operator, number, please:
Its been so many years
Will she remember my old voice
While I fight the tears?
Hello, hello there, is this martha?
This is old tom frost,
And I am calling long distance,
Dont worry bout the cost.
cause its been forty years or more,
Now martha please recall,
Meet me out for coffee,
Where well talk about it all.

And those were the days of roses,
Poetry and prose and martha
All I had was you and all you had was me.
There was no tomorrows,
Wed packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day.

And I feel so much older now,
And youre much older too,
Hows your husband?
And hows the kids?
You know that I got married too?
Lucky that you found someone
To make you feel secure,
cause we were all so young and foolish,
Now we are mature.

And those were the days of roses,
Poetry and prose and martha
All I had was you and all you had was me.
There was no tomorrows,
Wed packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day.

And I was always so impulsive,
I guess that I still am,
And all that really mattered then
Was that I was a man.
I guess that our being together
Was never meant to be.
And martha, martha,
I love you cant you see?

And those were the days of roses,
Poetry and prose and martha
All I had was you and all you had was me.
There was no tomorrows,
Wed packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day.

And I remember quiet evenings
Trembling close to you...