Ortodoncia Neuronal

Ven amor.
Sí, te voy a llamar así,
así te voy a llamar,
no me importa si ya no lo haces tú.

Ven amor,
dame tus neuronas,
dámelas todas,
las voy a estirar
y acomodar neuronas mías,
solo un par,
allí apretadas entre las tuyas,
como ortodoncia dolorosa,
pero en tus sesos,
para que entiendas.

No tengo peso

Que agobiante este vacío

Y que misteriosa que es la causa

Ya no sé qué hacer conmigo

Ya no tengo peso

Floto y trato de reposar pero la gravedad no me afecta

Floto y trato de yacer sobre personas

Pero no me sienten

Porque no estoy

Porque me fui

Porque no tengo peso

El viento me dispersa

La lluvia me diluye

El sol me evapora

Porque no tengo peso


If only we were blind.

I found myself wishing for human beings to be blind; I pictured us with black holes replacing our eyes. If that was our reality, I thought, maybe we could appreciate real beauty. But I immediately realized we are blind; and beauty is perceived with our eyes just as much as it is with our souls, minds and every fiber of our body.

If only we were not blind.

Uncomfortable Coziness

Obsessed: pain with me. Why did I have to go and befriend that bitch at such a young age. Now I’ve learned I’m her eternal crush. She claims she’s loved me forever, and promises she always will. She lets me breath for some time -we take breaks- for she knows I can’t stand her. But I find myself missing the comfort of a good night-time weep and longing for the sensation of its coldness melting with the warmth of my bed covers and not caring at all how wet my sheets have gotten. Uncomfortable coziness can be so addictive.

(…) eres arcilla moldeada por un alumno con muy poco interés en la alfarería, y aun así resultaste siendo una obra maestra. (…)

Don’t you understand, I want you here


I hate myself, at times,
I even wonder,
Some nights,
If a human being can be coreless;
For I’ve tried to find my center,
But I,

I seem to be thin of flesh
And seem to have no joints
Bones all free,