Fuente de imagenes: fotogramas del video clip "Sacra" de Toby Dammit dirigido por Pablo Grill, Bs.As. 1995.
Max poesias
Autor: Max
Email: Maxcccx@yahoo.com.ar
Fuente de imagenes: fotogramas del video clip "Sacra" de Toby Dammit dirigido por Pablo Grill, Bs.As. 1995.
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Amor perdido
Dónde estás? Estas puertas Me abrieron al vacío Tu mirada me espera en otro lugar tus pasos resuenan en mí pero este paisaje no es mi rumbo siento la piel selecta de la muerte frente a todo este silencio. Dónde estarás? Tus palabras no se dejan oír Llevo tu olor En mi mente Como un tatuaje. |
El imperio
Sobredósis imperceptibles de mentes enlatadas, Programas de vida, procreación, ocupaciones, etc. Alguien piensa en su programación mental? Vos pensas en tu programación mental? Ser directo afecta las costumbres La nueva moral desencaja Nos enfrentamos a un futuro de Dominación programada Los líderes del mundo se educan Y se nutren del sistema y No atentarán contra su propio teatro. |
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Ganas
El horóscopo me da la gana Córdoba me da la gana T+++us+ nalgas me dan la gran gana El sentimiento de terror que me brota la semilla entre los dientes y la lengua impaciente las ranuras imaginables me dan las ganas el vino, las drogas, la impaciencia me dan las ganas el sentimiento de pasión que me brota el placer que me brota la semilla gran uva entre mis dientes
O, acaso No soy joven y mi día es pulcro?
las rameras imaginables me dan la gran gana |
Alí
Alí mueve en la montaña su gran cáscara de nieve y deja caer de su tapado un gramo de frío
ahí viene el sueño americano una hembra patinadora el foco en cruz sobre su cuerpo enfundado. Alí suelta los perros y que vuelvan Con redes.
La marca es un núcleo encendido El silencio es encaramado Y el conducto danza en el tejado de chapa. |
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Agent
The footsteps The stars The birds Bees Lights I see the enemy Is a near place. |
Pequeña canción
Si la canción fuera secreta , Su poder sería eterno. Si la juventud fuera maldita, Su poder sería eterno.
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Otra pequeña canción
La abrasadora primavera Del ´92 Acaso haya merecido Nada mas que un rótulo La estación del infierno
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Pequeño epílogo
cualquier semejanza con la nominal clase B es
coincidencia pura
WRITE THE LETTER TO YOUR EX-LOVE EXPLAIN'ING WHY YOU HAVE NOTWRITTEN HER BACK AFTER MANY LETTERS CAUSE YOU'RE GOOD
DEEP FRIENDS NOW AND THE ONLY WAY SOMEONE CAN
FULLY UNDERSTAND WHAT TOU ARE GOING
THRU
IS WITH
INFORMATION
YOUR SILENCE
EXPLAINS NOTHING IT COULD
BE IO,OOO THINGS GOING ON & SILENCE
MAKES ABSOLUTELY NOTHING
CLEAR
HOW CAN WE EVER GROW TO UNDERSTAND
MORE ABOUT HOW WE CAN TREAT EACH OTHER IF
WE DO NOT SHARE OPENLY OUR FEELINGS
WHY DID WE MEET EACH OTHER IN THE FIRST PLACE?
SHARE SO MUCH LOVE LIFE RESPECT
TO THROW IT AWAY
WITH SILENCE
THE TRANSMISSION'S STILL GONNA BE THERE IT'S STILL
GONNA BE FREEZE'ING OUT THERE BUT YOU
WILL FEEL LIGHTER YOU WILL
HAVE CLEAN BRAND NEW
ENERGY BECAUSE
YOUR CONSCIENCE IS CLEAR
AND
THAT DUDE YOU BE'FRIENDED
OWNS A TRANSMISSION SHOP & GUESS WHAT
HIS SHOP WILL REBUILD IT FOR ONLY $75.00!!! NOT
THE $900.00 AAMCO TOLD YOU!!!
THERE'S ALWAYS
TIME
FOR LOVE
JUST LIKE THE PHONE CALL I
RECEIVED THIS VERY DAY
NOT SO MANY MINUTES
AGO FROM ACROSS
THIS BEAUTIFULL COUNTRY FROM A
BEAUTIFULL WOMAN FRIEND WHO HAS JUST BECOME
A MOTHER
WHO FINALLY RESPONDED TO MY LETTERS &
POST CARD & WILL SEND ME THE
S20.00 I ASKED FOR TO
GIVE MAXIMUM LOVE
SHE HAD HER NEW GIRL-BAPY IN HER ARMS WHILE
TALKING WITH ME WITH HER BABY CRY'ING SO SHE PUT HER
LITTLE ONE NEXT TO THE TELEPHONE & I POET'D HER
NAME " ELENI " MANY TONAL CHANGE'ING TIMES
& ELENI TEMPORARILY STOPPED CRY'ING!!! &
HER MOM DID NOT DROP HER BECAUSE HER MOM
LOVES HER MORE THAN LIFE ITSELF &
KNEW SHE COULD HANDLE IT
THE TELEPHONE & HER ANGEL AT THE
SAME TIME
NO DANGER N0 PANIC
THERE'S ALWAYS TIME
FOR LOVE
SHE LIT ME DAY UP SO HIGH & HAPPY JUST FROM THAT
TELEPHONE CALL I'M GONNA
BICYCLE IN THE WIND & NOT WORRY ABOUT
TRE RAIN TO KEEP MY PROMISE TO CHICO AT SAC. STATE
COLLEGE & SIGN THE PAPERWORK FOR THE
POETRY READ'ING
SONYA'S CALL RENEW'D MY TOTAL FAITH IN THE
ENTIRE MUTHAFUCKIN HUMAN RACE ON THIS UNBELIEVABLY BEAUTIFULL EARTH
THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE BEGAN SHINE'ING WITH AWESOME LIGHT INSIDE
MY DANCE'ING SOUL SIMPLY FROM THAT PIECE OF
HUMAN CONTACT
THIS IS
WHAT HUMAN CONTACT CAN DO
DO YOU KNOW WHY I AM NOW IN THIS VERY
MOMENT TYPE'ING THIS POEM?
I'LL
TELL YOU WHY BECAUSE I JUST TELEPHONE'D
A KURDISH WONDERFULL MAN WHO I HAD PROMISED AN ARTICLE TO
MONTHS AGO & DIDN'T DELIVER ON MY PROMISE SO
LAST WEEK I FINALLY DROPPED OFF THE ARTICLE FOR HIM & I CALLED
TO MAKE SURE HE RECEIVED IT!!! HE WAS HAPPY ABOUT GETTING IT &
SAID HE WOULD CALL ME BACK IN A FEW MINUTES
HE DIDN'T CALL BACK IN A FEW
MINUTES SO I GOT THIS
TYPE'WRITER OUT
& AM WRITE'ING THIS CRITICAL POEM
THERE'S ALWAYS TIME FOR
LOVE
MAX
Max Swartz:
There is always time for loveThe Time of the Naguals
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