sexagesimal: 1 ago 2010

1.8.10

te quiero sin preguntarme qué carajo tenés adentro. y es un problema, entendé que el látex me hace mal.

desintoxicarme-está-casi-tan-vacío.

pero la palabra que me queda para definirte
te puede hacer tanto
que mejor me pongo a escribir
cosas que valgan la pena.

Factotum

If you're going to try, go all the way. Otherwise don't even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives, jobs. And maybe your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery, isolation. Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance. Of how much you really want to do it. And you'll do it, despite rejections in the worst odds. And it will be better than anything else you can imagine. If you're going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods. And the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It's the only good fight there is.