lunes, 5 de octubre de 2009


She's walkin' away
She's makin' a stand
She's movin' to a new life
She's movin' with a new man
Well I've got news for her
The kind that I can't say
Because I came to my senses just a little too late

So I'll watch her drive away
And I'll wave goodbye
And as her tail lights fade into the night sky

Say hey, don't you leave me in L.A. alone
Lover, please turn that car around and come back home
New York is such a beautiful city I'm sure
It's just too far for my California girl

She was so sweet
And she was so kind
So leave it up to me
Not to make up my mind in time
So I guess she'll be the one
To which no one will ever compare
And I guess she couldn't wait on me forever, yeah

So I'll watch her drive away
And I'll wave goodbye
And as her tail lights fade into the night sky

Say hey, don't you leave me in L.A. alone
Lover, please turn that car around and come back home
New York is such a beautiful city I'm sure
It's just too far for my California girl

Do you remember when we used to drive
With the windows down?
You remember how I used to hold you when the lights went out?
Do you remember when we looked at the stars
And listened to the waves come down?

Do you remember the good times
Do you remember the good times
Do you remember the good times
'Cause I remember the good times

Say hey, don't you leave me in L.A. alone
Lover...please please please please...
Turn your car around and come back home
New York is such a beautiful city I'm sure
It's just too far from California
Just too far from California
A little too far from California for me
For me

nunca te lo dije....supuse que era injusto...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2kVrefwjsfU




jueves, 1 de octubre de 2009


canicas


hoy leia acerca de la soledad y de aquella epoca en la que jugaban
las agujas del reloj a no desdoblarse .... al miedo de la incertidumbre y tratar de estar en lo cierto siempre
hoy leia viejas epocas , y me permiti el error , como la certeza
quiza ayer me daba licencia para dar un paso atras

hoy con incertidumbre y el carnaval de no saber que hay a la vuelta de la esquina , no me permito detenerme , y entre errores de fugacceta y cafes


sonrio jugando con el muse que de chico me acomodaba el pelo

miƩrcoles, 23 de septiembre de 2009

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le sonrio filoso , pero nos entendemos

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guillermo martinez
gelman,
pizarnik,
perlongher,
fogwill,
osias stutman
capote

rivera
febo
kundera
arlt
piglia
.
.
y ellas intranquilas por naturaleza esperan la pluma

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ese invierno de sonido e insomnio incoloro .
de vez en cuando se acerca .
y conejos azules,
.
.
.
se esconden con galeras y relojes debajo de mi cama .