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One day back in your eyes

Alexander Sheversky

one day return to your eyes
and start all over again
back with a hollow metal sound
and wet sun
seek among the papers of the time
your body and your hair green grape
will crown you with my mouth silent
and my hands do not end
back for you and your blood Starry
spend the afternoon watching as a former shadow
something will break up there and not us
suddenly something will burn with the echo of your sheets
And again more alive, more pure, more hungry
and return
feathers flying and tearing do everything for you, all in silence
even the roosters will prolong the night
when they see you naked.

• Mario Meléndez

Oictures Of A Plantar Wart Dying

RESET

I wondered, more than once if he had any sense to keep my windows open and, if they really had something interesting to say minimally. The answer has always been bleak. Even in the initial moments on the blog "Humor, and poetry society" turned the premises so foolishly promised the title.

Humor. Yes, I promised humor and even invented a collaborator who would tell their bizarre experiences. Le got a name but gave him little chance. That partner, was not the hit and also to cap everyone takes her seriously. Quietly left the initiative.

The social issues, important, never leave them and it was easy to take them to my space, tracked by newspapers and magazines and made translations from Italian, English and even French! is already high for the few that are my knowledge. Believed contributed to the fight against climate change and other such outlandish ideas ... and as for the poetry, as a veil. For me it is a pleasure that's the truth. Clear that I like for me to be able to do something in a medium quality, there is a long way.

Because of a change in the email, I could not reuse this space and had to change its name. I took the opportunity to leave some claims and into the lighter touch. I opened my first my space "The two-headed turtle" so that two heads are better than to think with one. Actually, I feel something missing. Any song I play has been presented by a professional. My personal life has no more than small adventures, the most innocent. Nor can anyone interested. Would not it be better to save the energy consumption when I start my computer? What is the sense that I strive to contribute to contamination of the planet with my words and pictures? But the worst is that I have not managed to give me a definitive response, as would be:

- Look, dear, you're doing nonsense and, frankly, at your age, it is not rational continue on this path. What's so green roll? One thing to preach, another to the point.

Yes, yes, but ... I like to get in touch with others who also have blogs, which talk about what they like, or what they hurt or worried or they are really fun and creative and silly. So, as if it were a computer, restart . Yes, I apologize for the silly things that I will continue breeding.

Text and images made by IFranziska

Alcalá de Henares, March 25, 2011

Welcome! Thanks for your visit. Your feedback is very important to me. MARIO BENEDETTI

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Old things

Steil, Chat noir

As everyone - or almost nobody, I fear the signs and omens, yet still good. As almost anyone say that I prefer the uncertainties (not true). I fear the numbers, the entrails of chickens, the sign of the lion and the hand lines, coffee grounds or tea, runes on stones, dreams and letters. No black cats, like everyone else: those not afraid.