we'll be drinking margaritas by the sea

per a la Nus*

Thelma: You awake?

Louise: Guess you could call it that, my eyes are open.

Thelma: I'm awake too. I feel awake.

Louise: Good.

Thelma: I feel really awake. I don't recall ever feeling this awake. You know? Everything looks different now. You feel like that? You feel like you got something to live for now?

Louise: We'll be drinking margaritas by the sea, mamacita.

Thelma: You know we could change our names.

Louise: To live in a hacienda.

Thelma: I want to get a job, I'll work at Club Med.

Louise: Yeah, what kind of deal is that cop going to have to come up with to top that?

Thelma: Have to be pretty good.

Louise: Have to be pretty damn good.

       

- No estàs sola.
- Tu tampoc, no te n'oblidis.

una altra nit al carrer dels torrats

'Y a firmar en todas las paredes con mi piel:

a empezar deltoya.'

Deltoya, Extremoduro

convertida en un dragó corro per les parets,

 i m'enfilo en algun balcó amb vistes al mar.

darrere d'una porta de fusta corcada

un trapezi malferit em regala una cançó.

la sang freda se m'accelera

escoltant la meva pròpia redempció:


i diu que sí, que aviat viuré una mica més a prop del cel.

bon dia estimada

a batzegades sembla que l'endèmia vol rebrotar aquesta tardor

i quin vertigen,

                       tants d'ulls que somien.

11 de setembre de 2012, satèl·lit

drum bun!

There's a little place, a place called space
It's a pretty little place, it's across the tracks,
Across the tracks and the name of the place is you like it like that,
You like it like that, you like it like that, you like it like that...

tèrbolament blava

sobredosi de lluna,
bacanal a cal llop
i marees que es confonen


benvingut setembre