jueves, 15 de noviembre de 2012

Entre abandonos gratuítos

Esperé...
para
seguir
en
tu
juego
         Los
         sonidos
         lejános
         turban
         las
         necesidades
                             En
                             lo
                             absurdo
                             se
                             cabrean
                             las
                             palabras
                             importantes
                                                Existen
                                                maldiciones
                                                que
                                                déjan
                                                las
                                                miradas
                                                vacías
                                                            Las
                                                            palabras
                                                            descreídas
                                                            se
                                                            vuelven
                                                            herméticas
                                                            ante
                                                            los
                                                            juegos
                                                            de
                                                            amor
                                                                     Vivo
                                                                      en
                                                                      la
                                                                      insensatez
                                                                      de
                                                                      un
                                                                      tiempo
                                                                      despojado
                                                                      de
                                                                      vida
                                                                      propia
                                                                                 Echado
                                                                                 sobre
                                                                                 lo
                                                                                 único
                                                                                           P
                                                                                           e
                                                                                           r
                                                                                           m
                                                                                           a
                                                                                           n
                                                                                           e
                                                                                           z
                                                                                           c
                                                                                           o.
 
 

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