domingo, 10 de abril de 2011

Citizen Cursed

Citizen Cursed

A María Laura Sánchez, en honor de sus "Cristales"

I was born to deal with the Paradise,
to talk out of laughter
to be proud of the subways
and the tears of the children
and the screams of the clowns…
I was born to drink darkness from a black jar.

I was born for the weight of a throne
in a city surrounded by poisoned ice,
wich can never be found in a map…
In a city full of highways, and roaming fairies,
and orphan angels, and zombie cats.

I was born to be pieces of ashes,
and pieces of ages, and still

2 comentarios:

  1. ¡¡¡Sensacional!!! Genia de genias...
    ¡Te quiero!

  2. ¡¡Hola Flor!! Excelente este poema dedicado a mi hermana, impresionante. Estuve mirando tu blog, es muy lindo, ya lo agregué en mis favoritos...
    María Angélica.