viernes, 6 de mayo de 2011

Love song SouthEast

You are locked in your room, lying down in your bed and you turn on your left side to slip your hand underneath the pillow to pick our picture. You take a deep breath and look at the picture, my face is hidden by the flowers that I wanted you to smell. You now close your eyes, try to remember my face, you are looking for my face in your memories, you are almost there, a veil is falling down to let you see my face once more, and now you are trying harder because you want to remember my voice. 


I am in another city, in another country but I can feel deeply inside that you are thinking about me and I do want to stop it. 


I leave my shopping bags on the floor and close me eyes to stop you. The veil that a few seconds ago was falling down is now going up again like a wall in between us to cover my face before you can see me again for the very last time.The tone of my voice will never reach you again. I can feel that you try harder to remember but I am stronger than you.


I concentrate harder and I want you now to get up on your bare feet and open the window. Now I want you to look at SouthEast, I am blowing you my deepest breath and I do want you to take it. Breath me. 


I am inside you and I do want to leave a scarf in your heart like you did with mine. I move my left hand and I imagine that I am holding your heart. I close now my hand and you bleed. Your legs are shaking, you do not understand, and you fall. You want to scream, shout, the pain is too much, you never felt like this before. I stop your shout, you have no voice, you still do not understand and your eyes are now wide open and you start crying. I concentrate harder and I close your eyes, you are blind now. 


You begin to understand and grab the blanket to hide yourself from me. I am still standing in the middle in the market, I close my eyes and whisper slowly facing to NorthWest. "You will hear me now". My voice leaves my body, my country and reaches your ear and you try to hide yourself under the bed, but there is no scape, I want you to hear me now: "You are now dead".

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