when words can´t.
Don´t fuck me with a three euro bill
inside my mind, i say
my mind is turning. words are coming
like rainfall, first lightly, until i´m soaked in it
and my brain is flooded.
but when i can´t speak, i listen.
to them and myself.
no necesito una paragua.
And I force myself to reappear
inside my own life,
eager to associate myself with things me
in no matter what country
what zipcode, no matter who´s plaguing or holding me
i must know me. and i´m learning.
todavia siento bien
but it´s possible tomorrow i won´t
roller coasters ruled when i was young
now they just hurt my neck
for my head is heavy, carrying words
and there are some which i cannot speak.