Un viejo poema, no es un gran poema son mas bien versos, piensa Kerouac, piensa Lor, piensa Ginsberg
Maybe I should give up
Give up and give in
Give up trying to be real
Give up and follow some old tune
Is it Billie Holiday?
No, is it Janis Joplin?
Is it? It is? Is it?
Like a writer asking for the second time
Like a reader reading twice the line
Does it hurts?
Does it?
Does
It
Does
And stop crawling to my heart
You can’t rend the ventricles apart
Fee Fie Fum
Goodbye.
lunes, 8 de junio de 2009
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