each man must realize
that it can all disappear very
quickly:
the cat, the woman, the job,
the front tire,
the bed, the walls, the
room; all our necessities
including love,
rest on foundations of sand -
and any given cause,
no matter how unrelated:
the death of a boy in Hong Kong
or a blizzard in Omaha ...
can serve as your undoing.
all your chinaware crashing to the
kitchen floor, your girl will enter
and you'll be standing, drunk,
in the center of it and she'll ask:
my god, what's the matter?
and you'll answer: I don't know,
I don't know ...
that it can all disappear very
quickly:
the cat, the woman, the job,
the front tire,
the bed, the walls, the
room; all our necessities
including love,
rest on foundations of sand -
and any given cause,
no matter how unrelated:
the death of a boy in Hong Kong
or a blizzard in Omaha ...
can serve as your undoing.
all your chinaware crashing to the
kitchen floor, your girl will enter
and you'll be standing, drunk,
in the center of it and she'll ask:
my god, what's the matter?
and you'll answer: I don't know,
I don't know ...
así siento que siente el hombre al que estoy sintiendo cerca. asi percibo el muro que le esconde. así me pierdo buscándole sin hallar ni sus huellas ni su tacto, ni siquiera en mi recuerdo tan ávido de esos momentos que finge regalarme. sabe que debe darse cuenta, sabe que saberlo no es garantía de saber como hacerlo. así, solos, él en su madriguera, yo en mi cueva, seguimos llorando por lo que ya desapareció y por lo que sabemos que puede desaparecer en un futuro (quiza nada lejano).
E. Schiele
