Juan y J
Escritos y pensamientos míos y suyos. Nada más.
jueves, 28 de septiembre de 2023
Secret Woman
domingo, 17 de septiembre de 2023
La Tierra
sábado, 12 de agosto de 2023
The Look
There you are before me. You have a red dress and black lines around the eyes. You have The Look. Wink with me every time we cross our minds. Tell me to hit on another. No way. It's just a joke, ma'am. Don't be afraid. We all know it's a lie. We all want to tell it's a lie. What about the truth? Truth's been said. The truth was hidden once it was forgotten. I thought it was lost. It returned. Wink with me every time we cross our eyes. I admire you. The love waves in the wind just like your hair. Just like mine too. You will never read these words. Do I really know you? What is it that you have when I can hear your voice in the utter space? You are from my land although you have many lands. When you were a little girl your land crashed. Since then you've living in several lands. Your last stop was my ground. My solitary ground. Not all is a joke. I ask you. Tell me. What's behind my brown eyes? Wink with me every time our mouths move in the same way. These words look old like the gap between us. Utter space. The sea is an empty land. Sometimes you show yourself. A shining star. Where are you looking? Look at me. I am the other blank space. Hear my voice when I say I don't know why I feel this way. Hear me when I say I would like to break the law. I want to squeeze through this virtual world just to sit next to you. You are in the north. I need a compass. Wink with me when the sound of our voices fills the silence. I have a dream. We curl.
domingo, 4 de junio de 2023
Escena
I lost you in a dream that day
Este amor es invento mío, no es real. Es todo todito mío. No sé de dónde lo saqué, porque los orígenes son vagos. Eso sí, es muy bonito. Yo sé cuándo es bonito. No basta con ser mío. Hay belleza y deseo. Todo es invento mío.
Versión dos. Te hablo desde el futuro para marcar por el medio la crueldad.
My memory is so far away
Todo me dio vueltas en semanas. Al principio se alimentó como un chiste frente a los demás y con algo de lenguaje. Pero al final ya deliraba con las miradas que cruzaban las barreras virtuales. ¿Me ves cuando te veo? Delirio, por dios.
Hablo de alguien más.
I knew it was clear to me
También hay madurez. No iba a repetir el silencio que se volvió demonio. Pero los silencios abrieron mi imaginación.
¿Qué es la madurez?
I fell into what I couldn't see
Di la vuelta nuevamente. Esta vez rápido. El demonio me devora pero el orgullo no.
Innecesariamente cruel.
jueves, 25 de mayo de 2023
Hammer
viernes, 2 de septiembre de 2022
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