Monday, April 18, 2011
Duracell Value Manual
Stick to me
Stick to me, night of the naked breast, stick to me,
hot, nourishing night! Night of south winds, night and few big stars,
you, that the peace nod, crazy, naked summer night. Voluptuous
smiles, oh, land of fresh breath! Land you, that the peace nod, crazy, naked summer night. Voluptuous
sleepy and liquid trees, land and without electricity sunset, earth summit of mountain fog, 
land where the full moon pours blue crystals, land with patches of light and shadow in the waters of the river, land of gray and clouds clear to me are more vivid and clear ,
embrace land widths, land adorned with apple blossom and land where the full moon pours blue crystals, land with patches of light and shadow in the waters of the river, land of gray and clouds clear to me are more vivid and clear , smiles, your lover is coming.
Walt Whitman
(Version of Mario Manent)
(Sophia Charai)
(Sophia Charai)
I insisted on coming here every day, this corner of repeated names (thanks) and eyes hidden ( thanks) where the wind stagnates and turns.
today also. I say, you repeat
. Well, I repeat, do not contain multitudes (WW) but the numbers say what they say, oh traveler, but this corner is running out of date, as a good intention, as a shrine, as a sacrilege, as a collector of B-sides absurd as the music is just whistling in the weeds of Finland, a rustling of Sophia Charai, saxophone Santi Ibarretxe, while I laugh hell feels born in April brown thighs, my suffering to create, grow, turn on the light in my darkness, know, understand, restore the illusion, fight time, the goodbyes, the ones never see, release old fears, they are now, desert, the poetry of my skin with blue veins, the calcium in the bones, the nights shorter, more empty, harder to bear. That.
Today is a constellation Sunday, a day of enlightenment through texts that I found under a rock when I scorpion, when the recollections, the memories were in the prison cell 214, a connection of elements independent at first glance, converged in the second and a single element in the third and last one is when I get off because it is my stop. (Wow, now that was put interesting).
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