1. Further up the road, the needle dance

Wanting to leave behind the dry soil.
Light, bread, water, wood turning inside my head.
Getting a little bit closer
Cold, bending images.
Taking a deep breath
Hands in pockets and
the needle dance goes on.
Water on the road, a chance to drown with the eyes
Wanting to keep the heart beating
Further up the road the call of happiness may be heard.

2. Imagination with stars


A little thin moon and mysterious faces
Waiting for the 5/25 visit.
How it calmed me down not to be the only ill-looking one.
How it made me live up that hair.
How it scared me to be the twentieth one.
Going back home, a bit of trouble among the traffic-lights, half backed complicity.

The morning papers by my side, the moon on the right.
It was almost 20:30.
How happy I would have been then
if I had tought that I had words to offer.


3. Sax


A man drawing with a forgotten pen, happy
Since it is not every day that there is  the chance to set meaningless sentences dancing
Using a toy brought from very far away.


4. Sping

It was small in shape and time
In the galaxy of a baby’s bottom.
And it evolved, it developed. And it got dirty. And
tinted. And the population tripled. And they polluted again.
Today the child suspected it. And he made a hole on it.
And he crushed it.
And in front of the mirror ...


5. I´d like to pay omage to what can´t be understood right. Now!


6. HHHH!

These are my guts, unbearable noises.
I have hit my belly and now my cries are the noise.
A rough noise. And I have shut my mouth
And now it is my heartbeat.
My eyes don’t  want to suffer and run away.
And without eyes I am not myself anymore.