Goldfish, Lump, Above Mouth

The child was hidden among the corn rose (?) (Self):





(talk about childhood and its loss):



TREE MINE OF NOBODY


driving through my door
is no longer mine, my old door, that door

that house

I remember looking through the arch
the last of the arches, the forward end of
there, they were mine
trees, which are no trees

sometimes were sphinxes
other animals were sometimes

curling interacting among themselves and with the rest of the world were sometimes


voices were sometimes lilac

much as time.


Weather:

Trees

had been arrested in the huge eyes of the little boy,
in the arc.
the same today, still maintains his innocence

inaccurate despite the busy and crazy


and all arcs and Crusaders.


They were mine, they were nobody.






A Place in Far:





SOMETIMES


Sometimes I look into my dreams
there are times that I turn to return small


to see you sometimes rose, grandfather
to hear your stories,
as before.







We'll get rid of the physical body


dissolved in the ether we
to love out of life.





* Space-therefore
frightening me, like in the middle of the poem-
is due to the absence involuntary and enduring.

* is due also, I never find the words to

worth your memory.







(thanks for the coments!)






Charlie.
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Mini Nfl Plastic Football Helmets

DOS x A

Pampita & me:




THEM (2)


Although
rest in chairs while wandering through the gallery
or step onto the balcony and pose my arms on the railing
or walk on the terrace;
they always watch me,
but I caressing slide down the stairs handrail ,
or down the stairs of the entrance

though I walk through the rose garden and fountain with my fingers
or open the curtains or smoke in the window

move but they do not roam.

and cools the tea, the white metal round table, garden conflicted
while my friends wait in the chairs
cross-legged, dialogue, as dull, life,
we dialogue, brotherhood, for a crime committed

they look at me, stopped by the weather
disheveled green


know the secrets, one day, took
the wind and the forces of nature


rain and all dressed in white, are under one roof

rain, the sky is intense.

I ask only that I do not speak German,
because, even if it seems absurd or paradoxical, reminds me


Hebrew,

one in particular.






roadside, once







Charlie.
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Severe Heartburn After Gallbladder Removed

RESURRECTION THAT THEY


HAPPY EASTER!! ********************************





Photo: One of the many genius of Andrea Giacobbe:



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( ...) The others are aged animals but not dead ...
Leonel Giacometto.






RESURRECTION Resurrection and
rain How can you come up?
What was I thinking?

And I
runs all over the red pig
sin but
crossroads near (to rest)
are heavenly, and there are bright

a glittering city that protects us from rain

transparent, while
she even noticed it rains

mechanisms that protect
there is no electricity, the necessary


and transparent silence
he never knew of their existence
unable to hear


and looked out the red pig
sin is licking at my door I looked outside


and, as he put it, the other remained
who had been, and more:
others remained
aged animals die and yet remained,
was all they could do.


Resurrection and rain and there's enough chocolate.



Sin:


Alejandra I be like without the pills, would be like Borges

without eyes, Frida

would be like without suffering, Ulises

want to be like without the fury.







Charlie in sepia tones:









Charlie.
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What Is The Sensation Of Hot Spots

Drawing
mine, from when I missed-





of missing-ESO-


With
poker face with ears full of dark music from the dancing
Cemetery graves

dream you will talk to a tree
died for the
take care of that -of- miss singing
suicide, suicide-dance and laughing
me before.

A silly but between people, between
cars and neon lights
- y. .. These snacks are ugly, give me those ... (?)

Come on and lose it! More than before

More! Both

perdámonos in the rhythm and the light and dark
and ice and what mix
and night.

always made me laugh that was so scary for you.





is not a tender?







Charlie.
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