hay toda una ciencia
en los abrazos,
la presión y el calor
del otro cuerpo
en conjunción
con el cuerpo de uno
provocando una vibración
capaz de conectarse
con todas las vibraciones
que mantienen en pie
la galaxia.
Esa es la ciencia
del abrazo,
y ahora incrédulos
buscad en el puto
google*
si es cierto.
* el puto google es la casa virtual del blog
y ahora uno de mis poemas mas utilizados en los pubs locales, vaya mi hit:
Welcome to old europe
That will be three pounds
Would you like a bag?,
The devils hotel chain
Is called the church.
When I was a child
I heard of Hannibal´s heroics
Crossing the alps,
Now for a small misery
Ryanair will show you
The remote outposts
Of the old empire.
Remember, the gothic talks
Of antiquity,
We were the white Europeans
The ones who created
The north American empire
Those big kids with guns
Like our anachronistic kings
But our European noses
Know how to rise
To dismiss those barbaric
Hamburger eaters.
Look, we are Europe
The birthplace of Moliere
Of Shakespeare and Cervantes
Who is ernest hemingway?
There is some obscene
Deficiency in the old colonies
Perhaps it is the lack of old stones
Like old memories.
The Aztecs knew how to
Build incredible pyramids
But they were publically
Practising human sacrifice
We old Europeans
Always knew
How to hide our shit
In the dungeons.
