escucho mucho.
en la calle.
dentro de mi.
sonidos y palabras
o lo que parecen ser palabras.
todo me dice que siga adelante.

reflection

can't even handle two glasses of wine.
feeling tired.
amazing.

soft music.
my hands.
a thought of you.

what am I to you?
(sometimes I don't know)
and sometimes I wonder whether
I would really like to know.

a few minutes more.
that's it.
the wait is not so long
if I put it like that.
just a few minutes.
they will go by fast.
(I think)
maybe it's me.

I cum on my hand.
I cum on my dreams.
my fears.
I cum on my belly
I cum on my future
my past.
I shoot a load
of sticky cum
on it all.
and lick it if I have to.

Fear is everywhere.
the thing is to look the other way.
there is a choice.
and I was making the wrong one.
there is beauty everywhere.
and I was looking the other way.

it doesn't mean that much now.
I don't look back.
I am where I am.
and that's all.
and I'm fine.
(maybe even a bit more than fine).

acabo de llegar de ver a mis padres.
Mi madre está tan malita.
verla sufrir así
me parte el alma.
y lo peor
es que me siento tan inútil.
no puedo hacer nada.
tratar de hacerla sonreir.
de que piense en otra cosa
que no sea su dolor.
a veces lograba mi cometido.
pero cada vez es más difícil
sacarle una sonrisa.
el dolor
la está alejando más y más.
y no puedo hacer nada.
acabo de llegar de ver a mis padres
y todo lo que puedo hacer es desahogarme
aquí.

yo soy

just me