Jan 16, 2011

Dec 29, 2010

When everything feels bad,
nothing can really stop it from getting worse
and worse
and even worse.

There is no ethics
There is no morality
There is no measure
There is no boundaries
when we talk about misery.

Dec 1, 2010

SIZING

We perfectly fit, when nothing else does
When everything fits, we don't

Nov 14, 2010

TIMING EXERCISE I

at the same time tomorrow
i will be thousands of miles away
by still being slightly the same man
with a bit of a jet lag
the same time tomorrow
will not be the same time, as i will be
in the other half of the earth
according to a map i learnt to follow
but nobody said is correct.
at that same time tomorrow,
what time will it be?

Nov 13, 2010

POSITION EXERCISE I

you railway dog
black lipstick kisser
you rotten flower
bending inside the vase
desperately seeking charms
the water can only do harm
split the veins in two
from the right rises gold
from the left rises water
now change your position
to north
what rises where?

Oct 25, 2010

HOSPITAL SATURDAZE

Starting with a deep breath
i still owe to myself
and a knife that never found its place
between the bones of my chest
we both shared a vision today, separately
of motherly lapses and brotherly loves
and we stared at the windows and aisles
of the hospital saying
there's more people waiting
cause, there's more people dying.

Our alphabet skills and grammar couldn't help
but, make knowledge our privilege on
how to give up and make some tea
We'd rather be drinking coffee tonight somewhere far away
from the doctors and the vending machines
somewhere between the cold grass and the
banned pictures of boys kissing bosses
car crash lovers bitting shoulders
but, i know you can't sleep after you have some coffee
so, i'll just settle for that.

Oct 22, 2010

TOM FORD'S BLACK ORCHID

I took some time and remembered tonight
not everything, but, just
the simple things
that i can't explain.
We always meet in eerie silence.
I always forget the facts
I never forget perfumes.

We met between Ana Karina's illusions
and Pessoa's house,
right where nowhere crosses
dreaming of nowhere.
Remember i never write love poems.

I haven't told our story for a while now
but, i remember you because
you make me proud to believe that
i know everything
when i acquire nothing.
Once, you claimed i stole your whole personality.
I told you:
"I only steal from the best."