Wednesday, April 2, 2008

What If Scorpio Lost Interest In You

If you swear you kill me

- If you swear you kill me, I'll shoot, if you go I'll shoot - the slobbering rottweiler rage - nothing without you tour and that I miss the concavity of our gender, I drowns the absence of the clock in your mouth ... not breathe without the air yours sunrises. I need to open our eyes to the world ...


- No, - snapped the terrified effigy hand knob - no more!


- will change. I swear I'll change, - Lying -. Turn back to the first insult and will be translated into verse, will become the first slap in eternal caress, I will first push the magic carpet that cruise we dreamed in our nights of love before marriage ... If you stay, baby, we will delete the Song Desperate of Neruda.

- Bye, - -. sentenced




And a first roar filled the living room of an unworthy silence. She dyed red, I saw everything go. He came to give one last kiss.


- escapes me your passion through my fingers, as ephemeral and as fragile as paper that says "I love you" escapes me love you so quickly that I have no time to dedicate a bye, - seems to read the treacherous already written a poem -.


A second shot, the shame. The one who killed the dog but to perpetuate the anger. All in full.



MarĂ­a Eugenia A BG. killed today by the macho fascist violence and all women who suffer and suffered the barbarity. Woman, get up!