esta aquí en este plaza, andando
despacio, sin querer, parece sonámbula,
pero tiene ojos turbios y es pobre,
gasta dinero en las cafeterías
pero tiene problemas de pagar
el piso y los alimentos importantes.
Me asegura que cuando se ha encontrado
un sitio especial, un sitio que se te siente bien,
donde se ríe el cielo azul, donde se publican
la bandera catalán de amarillo y rojo, un sitio
con edificios únicos alrededor, entonces
se ha encontrado el corazón latiendo.
Jan 9, 2011
Cubist Moon
in a room with chandelier, waltzes
over loose tiles, captures
the absurdity of human movement,
the trickery of portrayal, the subjective
eye and the horse, spread,
about to be jabbed in the heart
by spear of nowhere, on a velvet
bench, surrounded by red jacketed
security, fixed to the walls, framed
and innocently hung, too old for change
and too young to take the streets
with chagrin, a kissing couple
with one face, with two eyes, with one mouth,
devoid of linear thought, surmised
by the devil bull of Barcelona, traipsing
the ports on Spanish night of old 2010.
over loose tiles, captures
the absurdity of human movement,
the trickery of portrayal, the subjective
eye and the horse, spread,
about to be jabbed in the heart
by spear of nowhere, on a velvet
bench, surrounded by red jacketed
security, fixed to the walls, framed
and innocently hung, too old for change
and too young to take the streets
with chagrin, a kissing couple
with one face, with two eyes, with one mouth,
devoid of linear thought, surmised
by the devil bull of Barcelona, traipsing
the ports on Spanish night of old 2010.
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