Sunday, November 14, 2004

DE HORMONAS Y OTRAS NOCHES

¡Bastardo!

P.D. Sequé mi sexo con la toalla de tu hermana.

(L)amo

Te amo, te lamo, no me pidas nada, soy incapaz de dar, sólo te amo, sólo te lamo. Ni la saliva con la que te lamo es para ti. El que te esté lamiendo es completamente incidental, accidental, me lamería a mí misma pero es más divertido así.

La verdad rastrera

-¿Qué quieres que te cuente?
-¿Cómo que qué?
-Sí ¿qué quieres que te cuente? ¿La verdad rastrera o una mentira que te haga flotar de rabia?
-Una mentira.
-Me hizo prometer que no le contaría a nadie del alcoholismo de su papá y lo hice… lo conté. Él me buscó por última vez para decirme que era una puta y una niña estúpida y sin talento. Yo le dije que las niñas bonitas nos podemos dar ese privilegio.
-… ahora la verdad.
-Se enamoró de mí y yo no le correspondí.

Nowhere to be found

our dreams/ my virginity/ faith/ the time you lost

EPITAFIO PARA UN POETA
por Octavio Paz
Quiso cantar, cantar
para olvidar
su vida verdadera de mentiras
y recordar
su mentirosa vida de verdades.

LO QUE LE SUCEDE Al POETA DESPUÉS DE MUERTO
por Ursula Fuentesberain
Sigue cante y cante
junto con los gusanitos
tal fue su vida
mentirosamente verdadera
que lo retacharon
tanto del Cielo
como del Infierno

Wednesday, November 03, 2004

the green-eyed monster entered our chamber. she called him in, she, with her inocent smile and kind hands. i woke from a terrible nightmare one night and there he was: silent, unmoved, with emerald look.

i got up and fed the chimeney some logs, she sat up and asked what was wrong, nothing, i said and i tore her nightgown and kissed her thighs. she didn't hesitate and surrendered to my fire, but then, she extended her hand and called him, she also wanted him in our bed, he sat by her hand and licked it and i... i couldn't stop, the more furious i got the more i kissed her and the more she moaned the more he licked. ¡i felt like i was drowning, drowning between her thighs and her unquenchable thrist! ¡i had to emerge! so... i climbed out of her valley and moved up through her stomach, bit her nipples, caressed her neck and then i... i slit her throat while i kissed her and she exploited from pleasure and so did i and he... he howled all night.

from time to time, i still hear him at night and when i open my eyes they meet with those scary, silent, unmoved, green eyes.