Satiate the animal.
June 23, 2024•179 words
No me conforma mil días de buen amor
tampoco las conversaciones interesantes por muchas que sean
tampoco me conforma el conformismo
lo único que me sacia es que el sin-sentido,
que es nuevo sentido,
llegue hasta tus labios
te los pinte de azabache
para darle un beso a la nada
que caigas en el abismo
que hagas trizas todo lo que sos
que deconstruyas el mundo, tu mundo,
que no seas unos efímeros pasos
aunque esto
es inevitable
para vos
para mí
para todos.
I am not satisfied with a thousand days of good love
Nor am I satisfied with interesting conversations, however many they may be
nor am I satisfied with conformism
the only thing that satisfies me is meaninglessness,
which is new meaning,
reaches your lips
I paint them jet
to give a kiss to nothingness
that you fall into the abyss
that you shatter all that you are
that you deconstruct the world, your world,
that you are not a few ephemeral steps
although this
is inevitable
for you
for me
for all of us.