miércoles, 29 de junio de 2016

Riddle


-- Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer -- William S. Burroughs.


Cuando te miro, me deja una sensación fría y puntiaguda. 

Como si mirara al rio, lo miro fijamente, el agua es transparente.
Transparente y oscura. 
Es mucho decir que no confió en ti
pero por alguna razón me he quedado mirando demasiado al rio. M




lunes, 27 de junio de 2016

Lover




I stay awake tonight, wait to see you come, come the love
With my eyes open, my heart is pounding.
It's a strange feeling, How many eyes do you have to look before to be able to recognize love?

I want him to be the rain and my tears in his spit
I want an explosion. M






domingo, 26 de junio de 2016

Wind time




One leaf, 

floating in the air, 

falling dense, 

into transparent waves,

 dissipating,

 coming to no-end. M






jueves, 23 de junio de 2016

Lust


You stalk me, 
slide to me, sink into my pain, immerse yourself in agony,
crumble the sadness, swing it between the senses, outline the sweet song of pleasure, but never read me, because I will erase myself from your thoughts like a beautiful ghost without spirit, without density, with nothing. M




miércoles, 22 de junio de 2016

The rose


My rose wilthed after one day.

I don't want to talk about love
I've seen your ghost in my dreams with my eyes open
I didn't want you to find me or love me 
I wanted to be seen as I am
but you're so fake, I could see your ashes walk.

Am water, I am air
You'll never see me, 
I want to be sensed, touched
& may your brain smells me.

My rose arrived half dead between your lips
I will say you goodbye without say it, 

I never came and never went. M






martes, 21 de junio de 2016


Distorted perceptions ☾☾☾. M





Moonlight



Clear lights, I went back to the pathway, in a dreams, darkness bathes me of wonderful encounters, it's a lie, I don't seek you, we don't found us, inside, I can't find me, you're lost, & I can't save me in the desert night, lonely ghosts, golden tears, sighs violets, wild laughter, hidden smells, strange life. Profuse, distant moon. M





domingo, 19 de junio de 2016

Music on ♩





We feel it
I start to dance
the music is playing
I dance it, you can feel it?
Ripping into you
You have gone mad, go crazy 
Leap, leap, leap, leap it, leap all

♩ Music on 


Forget it, get it out, get it out, kick it
until disappear
I feel it
In my veins
Taste it
and go away. M





lunes, 13 de junio de 2016

Butterfly rebirth



''Transformation isn't sweet and bright. it's a dark and murky, painful pushing. An unraveling of the untruths you've carried in your body. A practice in facing your own created demons. A complete uprooting before becoming.'' - Victoria Erickson.


Transiting in new realities on world and within us, I didn't want change, but were murdering me, and among them I saw me, hitting myself, breaking each of my bones. I was jumping off the cliff, again and again, but only inside my mind: run away. 

I Grow up and withered, now I know that just have this: a moment. Then, awake in another life, it start over, I pick up the pieces of my past lives by my intuition: feelings. 

To die, die and die out, but I can't see me in my other moment: dimensions. Scattered, incomplete, chipped, I run towards: myself.
To save me. M