IV

Roman numbers

run aground

half shipwrecked

rusty vessel

of my heart

Birds

Birds out of reach

They look into the future

from the top of

the abandoned metal T

T for time

that relentlessly

passes over us

Don Quixote

Round giants,

metallic don Quixotes,

challenge financial windmills,

with little hope of victory

Their lonely struggle

from the opposite side of the river,

looks admirably impossible

from the shadow of my mind

Tunnel

From you to me

from me to you

fragmented pieces

don't completely fit in

Uneven sides

uneven endings

might clash

may hurt each other

Sterilized theories

recommend to keep them

wisely apart

Slumdog Millionaire

Rotten railway

does not drive me

to your bed

does not drive me

to your thoughts

does not drive me

to your heart

The picture above your head

when you sleep

when you wake up

when you fuck

when you make love

and when love makes you

Solitude

Useless car
falls apart

in the solitude
of the patched lawn

Unexperienced drivers
had a go, but crashed

against the graffitted wall

of false illusions

Greenpeace

Recycling,
Cycling to avoid the flood

Tears can't be contained

by the river dam

The flood brought the rubbish,

we did not want to touch or smell,

As plastic bottles

float well in greasy tides...

SE10

Muddy Thoughts

Muddy Thoughts

Cycling through

your scattered brain

A wheel, a handlebar

No direction

No translation

To know
Who I am

Who you are

Eternal outcast of the spotless mind

Quien tuviera un corazón de diamante para olvidarte

Más afilado que ningún cuchillo, para rayar tu imagen

hasta destruirla y reconstruirme en tu olvido

Para no llorar más lágrimas amargas en tu recuerdo

ni repensar mil veces donde se torció el camino