Blink, blink at me Rita
Don't you know I'm a bleeder?
And I promised I wouldn't lead her on
But she met me, then led me
And I ate what was fed me
'Til I purged every word in this song.

Multiplicidad de raiz, Par.
Gente Par.

Multiplicidad de raíz, Impar.

Gente Impar.

Eje X.

But you wont taste her lips if you do get to kiss her.

Pandora: What a mess!
Effy: They fuck you up.
Pandora: They don't mean to, Eff.

Effy: But they do.

He never learned her, quite. Year after year
That territory, without seasons, shifted
under his eye. An hour he could be lost
in the walled anger of her quarried hurt
on turning, see cool water laughing where
the day before there were stones in her voice.
He charted. She made wilderness again.
Roads disappeared. The map was never true.
Wind brough him rain sometimes, tasting of sea -
and suddenly she would change the shape of shores
faultlessly calm. All, all was each day new:
the shadows of her love shortened or grew
like trees seen from an unexpected hill,
new country at each jaunty helpless journey.
So he accepted that geography, constantly strange.
Wondered. Stayed home increasingly to find
his way among the landscapes of her mind.

FUCK IT!

Y ya me fui, y no me van a hacer volver.

Me quiero escapar,

Y no volver más.
En esta casa de locos,
Ya no queda en quien confiar.

Miradas van, miradas vienen,

Y discursos mudos te dan.

Esto no es lo que aparenta,
Pero por más que grite,
Nadie me quiere escuchar.

Erupciones volcánicas sobre sus hombros.
Y los tsunamis de ira siempre vienen a mi.

Estallan y siguen actuando,

Parece que siempre fue asi.

Me quiero escapar,
Y no volver más.
Y no es mi culpa,
Que sus verdades
No puedan aceptar.

Estoy

cansada de todos, siempre

la que termina mal soy yo, y me

pienso escapar. Si no puedo salir de esta

carcel, por lo menos en mi burbuja me voy

a aislar. Donde nadie me pueda

alcanzar, porque total ¿Para qué

relacionarse, si te van a

lastimar?.