The Road...An Eternity

Going back and forth
The street doesn’t end
The traffic is as always
In this place
Annoying cabs
Stupid visitors from far
Take pictures here
Take pictures there
And the street backs up

Going back and forth
Only trying to reach the end
Taxi cabs are as always
Full of people
New visitors from afar
Smiles here
Laughs there
And the street backs up

Going back on an eternal road
Back and forth
Trying to reach my home

Going back thru this endless path
Back and forth
Just want to be home

Spying

Thru the pit hole
Of your mind
I sit quietly
Murmuring your thoughts
Here I am
Knitting the web
Of the following day

Thru the hollow way
Of your brain
I jump around
Like a mad squirrel
Eating every bit of information
You have stored
Just so you forget
To send that note or report

Thru your conscience
I play dominoes
Without knowing at all
It is I who controls
Your ever move,
you act all tough

I’m the evil side in you
I’m the good angel dressed in black
But please, do blame god,
For he exists only in church!

Morning Heights

From the heights
of your room
a curious squirrel
poses a photo for you

The grey day
remarks the flavors
of those passing smiles
'a city that never sleeps'
awaken by the noise
of a cab
and a shout from the subway
'good bye'

From the heights
of your mind
a memory clouds
part of this crazy life

'where have you been?'
a voice asks
THIS IS THE PLACE TO LIVE
you confirm yourself
and a smirk draws in your face

Coffe and a walk, anyone?

Window

Thru this gated window
I see a future
Reflected on the past
I see a flowerless garden
Full of seeds


Thru this gated window
You and i
Discarded as stars
Only the outline
Just to not show all we are

Thru this gated window
I see a blank state of mind
Tranquil as the water
Quiet as the wind

Thru here and there
We are simply one

This is not it

The shadows of the everglades

Having lunch

Take Me Somewhere Nice

Ghosts in the photograph
never lie'd to me.

I'd be all of that
I'd be all of that.

A false memory
would be everything.
A denial my eliminent.

What was that for?
What was that for?

What would you do
if you saw spaceships
over Glasgow?
Would you fear them?

Every aircraft,
every camera,
is a wish that
wasn't granted.

What was that for?
What was that for?

Try to be bad.
Try to be bad.

Mogwai

I dreamed accousticly

Every curve
Every edge
Every string
Every set

Every ring
Every feel
Of my fingers
On your surface

Every note
Every tone
Every key
Every sound

Every touch feels
As the first
Every sound like
the best
And you still
Sing my songs

Singing nonstop
Composing together, hoping for the better

Play,
Play for me
For those who need to hear
Our voice, our screams
Cry
Cry for me
As I cry with every word
I write in this raining night

Lost in his own world

Autumn in New York

Getting there and not coming back....

Madison and his path

Madison
And his cage
Madison
In that support of life
With his ears in infection
For all he hears
Madison
Run away
Break free

Madison
And his cage
Of a sand castle
Madison and his fantasies of a futuristic life
Where he runs among water lilies
And sunflowers
In the sand

Madison
Don’t be sad
Some day you will
Be your true to yourself
(silvi that goes for you as well)

A rainny path

Back to Miami
And it’s rainy evenings of march
A sad welcome
For those used to the daylight
Of your sunshine

A welcome with tears


Back to Miami
Where have you been?
New york? What a waste of time!
Here in Miami
You feel the sun
You feel the heat
You feel the itch walking up your skin!

A welcome you will never forget
Even if a thousand miles away!