terça-feira, 29 de novembro de 2011

riScossssss



sentei na
varanda
e vi um jato
riscando o ceu

lembrei
de vc
riscando
lençóis

hoje
no baixo
encontrei
uma conhecida
e foi como
se nao fosse

foi mais
como
um borrão

passam-se
os dias
e os rascunhos
tornam-se
borrões,

viram lixo

amigos
evaporam
viram


como
perder
a chave
de casa
e ficar
na rua

como se
nada mais
pudesse
crescer
debaixo
dos nossos
pés

restam
sómente
os riscos
da calçada

sábado, 26 de novembro de 2011

Baby I got you bad- nick cave


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fTNX8OjAeWY



Babe I got you bad
Dreaming blood-wet dreams
only madmen have
Baby I got you bad
I wish to God I never had
And it makes me feel so sad,
O, Baby I got you bad
Yeah, Babe I got you bad

I long for your kiss,
for the turn of your mouth
Your body is a long thing
Heading South
And I don't know what I'm talking about
All of my words have gone mad
Ah, baby I got you bad

Seasons have gone wrong
And I lay me down in a bed of snow
Darling, since you've been gone
well my hands, they don't
know where to go
And all of my teeth are bared,
I got you so much I'm scared
Ah, baby I got you bad

With the sweep of my hand
I undid all the plans
that explode at the moment I kissed you
on your small hot mouth
and your caramel limbs
that are hymns to the glory that is you.
Look at me darlin' it's sad sad sad
Look at me darlin' it's sad sad sad
Baby I got you bad

Smoke blowing from the bridges
and the rivers we swim in are boiling
My hands are reaching for you everywhere
but you're not there, or
you're recoiling
and a weary moon dangles from a cloud
Oh honey, I know it's not allowed
To say I got you bad.

I got you bad...
I got you bad...
I got you bad...

sad waters - nick cave


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iZYCnMlnwa4


Down the road I look and there runs Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
We go down to the river where the willows weep
Take a naked root for a lovers seat
That rose out of the bitten soil
But sound to the ground by creeping ivy coils
O Mary you have seduced my soul
And I don't know right from wrong
Forever a hostage of your child's world


And then I ran my tin-cup heart along
The prison of her ribs
And with a toss of her curls
That little girl goes wading in
Rollin her dress up past her knee
Turning these waters into wine
Then she platted all the willow vines


Mary in the shallows laughing
Over where the carp dart
Spooked by the new shadows that she cast
Across these sad waters and across my heart

segunda-feira, 7 de novembro de 2011

semen



hoje meu filho vei me ver
e ele usava sapatos
sapatos que faziam dele um homem
veio de uma entrevista
de um emprego
e percebi que em fim
ele era um homem
e
senti
uma coisa me comendo
por dentro
porque ele estava sendo
testado
jogado na arena assim
sem mais nem menos
pra ser alguem
e
olhei para dentro e percebi
que passei a vida toda
fugindo dessa arena
e
agora o sangue do meu sangue
estava lah,
sendo escolhido ou rejeitado
e
odiei o mundo mais do que
sempre havia odiado
porque embora
eu sempre tivesse lutado
para escapar
agora eles tinham agarrado
uma parte de mim
meu semen