I am the night. (1)
Now I'm here. Now that I'm aware, I breathe, I live, I will continue. Friday, July 23, 2010
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I know the road is long, infinite.
That there will be moments of anxiety and acute pain and sadness.
I know I'll survive.
That doubt and tremble ...
I know that I will continue beating.
and breathing with the same conviction that I had the first time to breathe.
I am the night, the road wet, the clay, the sound of wind and water ... the solitude in person ... caustic and monastic silence. My heart is pouring in and empty life. Look at me, love that never touched me, look at my face wet, these soft hands of a woman, this stream of time that passes my eyes and organs. Look all the silences and the goodbyes. What do you see? What do you mean? What I cause seizure? What pain?
Why not talk to me now?
Why are you silent on the daily noises? "These streets and these cars? In these lights under the rain, the trees heavy?
I like stormy sea ... a fragile silhouettes in the light, the silence of the dead, and the singing of the birds in the morning. In the morning itself, in the heat.
I am the night. And I hope the dawn of my days.
I know I will walk in the wilderness, jump in jump. Keeping the love you've always harbored in my life. Waiting on the moment of extinction, regardless of the weather or earthquakes ...
Now that I'm alive, I see the world between columns, voices, seas, cries and looks, including hard structures and natural disasters, weapons and words , between silences and screams ... now I'm watching the corpses and babies. I have much to write yet ...
Naci of nowhere ... inexplicably
When they said that my mother's womb to give birth was dry
spoke when they said they never talk and walk when they said they would not either.
right when he said they would reason
came into the world to give beauty
To find beauty
to preach the gospel of images to the desert city.
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why I came ...
The torrents of blood my beauty meow
Damian Mictlantecuhtli
2010
Sunday, July 18, 2010
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I had a love ...
I had a desert-like love that sank on the sea, beyond all my prayers.
invoke the strength of my heart, this heart which is mixed with air, with fever, with trees, and thirst.
invoke silence, that comes to cure me of the words.
not want to talk.
A dark sea moves over the plain, with a straight face and rough hands ...
the tree is there, defying the passage of the city ...
and I here in my desert, reminding you to come.
And do not come.
jump moments, one after another, forever ...
forever ... 
I had a desert-like love that sank on the sea, beyond all my prayers.
invoke the strength of my heart, this heart which is mixed with air, with fever, with trees, and thirst.
invoke silence, that comes to cure me of the words.
not want to talk.
A dark sea moves over the plain, with a straight face and rough hands ...
the tree is there, defying the passage of the city ...
and I here in my desert, reminding you to come.
And do not come.
jump moments, one after another, forever ...
forever ...
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
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trees are men and women at valley in ... are running backwards, health, shelter the evening and night, the city grows, the road moaning, it hurts at noon ...
I
below the night, under the astonished face of the moon, which looks and plays me, gets out and disappears, gets among the branches ... has to stand still, gets into the window ... It's about the night ...
trees are men and women at valley in ... are running quickly on the horizon, left behind. I will follow up lost in the distance and memory. Between night and the moonlight.
Damian Mictlantecuhtli
2010
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