Pills

While I was thinking

on his destiny

on his last night

on lips he had been kissed

while I was killing myself

thinking on hands touching his body

on eyes looking his blind glass

while I was at it

I began to see tiny black/white dragonflies

in black small lullabies

they filled the room

they were swirling joyfully

on teacher's face, on her face too

they had entered to his mouth

and they began to stole her words

I looked around

they were on everyone

I closed my eyes, I hid them with my fingers

but when I opened them

they were still there

I'm so scared, this is getting dangerous

maybe it's time

I got so many things to lose

but I don't care anymore

I heard about the syrup

let's get the cheaper for me.

Seat

Yesterday

You ride this regular car

me in my seat, off course

th rest, behind

me, by your side

Last night

we smoke a lot here

I was gazing stars

with my finger

with the halo of the street dust

I gave you my eyes so many times

'cause my soul was shouting

for yours

I know we can't be together

I know it all

I just like to imagine

if this was my seat

Are you acting like me?

'Cause I've learnt to act like you

Don't you realize that I was trying to kiss you

when I got away from you

after telling you about him?

Are you feeling in the same way?

I just like to dream

that this is my seat

by the side of the love of my life?

the seat of my life?

But the question is:

Would you allow me to seat here 'til the end of times?

Melting glass

I'm seein' u through this glass

like the most precious blue overture

your notes hand me down

into this inked carpet of flowers

wet carpet, wet flowers

Have I been crying again?

We talk

We dance, we smoke

U answer my bow

With non-conscious smile

Remember

with all I say

with all I don't

I'm sendin' u invitations

to hesitate too

I know the bottom is so dangerous

but there

there's an embrace 4 me

this is your ceiling

maybe one day

I could melt this glass

to claim what is mine

Overdosin' sorrow

blowin' away fears

this is what dreams are made of

it always be this way

so I'll be here

lookin' the precious cross u've brought

One day

I will melt this glass

Only 4 kiss the trace of the carrying

I'll be terribly happy if I could

this is my way of lovin' u

Behind this glass

I hear the halo of your words

I understand the excess

I understand this melancholy

reflected in your three-way mirror

Not now, we assent

But one day

I will melt this fuckin' glass (that I love)

I will explode it

and kiss the pieces (that I hate)

over my body, over my soul

to claim what is mine

the embrace of that child

my beautiful child.

Foto de Erwin Blumenfeld.