el sueño
Por G a las 10:48 PM
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Ronroneos
- puedo reciclarte
- te doy tres segundos,
- puedo escribir los versos más cursis esta noche,
- caminar temblando de frío
- lectura densa,
- la encontré del otro lado de la calle
- donde hubo fuego,
- un tendedero para las mordidas
- ya no cenizas los días,
- cuando ya no hay backspace
Rasguños
- November 2006
- December 2006
- January 2007
- February 2007
- March 2007
- April 2007
- May 2007
- June 2007
- July 2007
- August 2007
- September 2007
- October 2007
- November 2007
- December 2007
- January 2008
- February 2008
- March 2008
- April 2008
- May 2008
- July 2008
- October 2008
- February 2009
- May 2009
- June 2009
- July 2009
- August 2009
- September 2009
- October 2009
- November 2009
- December 2009
- January 2010
- March 2010
- April 2010
- May 2010
- June 2010
- July 2010
- August 2010
- October 2010
- November 2010
- February 2011
- April 2011
- June 2011
- August 2011
- March 2012
- June 2012
- July 2012
- October 2012
- January 2013
- February 2013
- March 2013
- November 2013
- January 2014
- December 2014
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