sexagesimal: 11 abr 2010

11.4.10

smile

cagándonos de risa de la gente que recita
imitándolos
parecería que todo lo que hay que poner para que una poesía funcione
son palabras burdas
y poner la voz así
vestirse asá
yo te hablo del don de haber crecido sin pito.

las manos

de lo mal que estoy es como que estoy tan bien.

Factotum

If you're going to try, go all the way. Otherwise don't even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives, jobs. And maybe your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery, isolation. Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance. Of how much you really want to do it. And you'll do it, despite rejections in the worst odds. And it will be better than anything else you can imagine. If you're going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods. And the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It's the only good fight there is.