Thursday, September 20, 2012

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7 comments:

MlleMay said...

La misma noche que hace blanquear los mismos arboles,
NOSOTROS, LOS DE ENTONCES, YA NO SOMOS LOS MISMOS.
I didnt consider my popping to be something sour. I wanted to put a smile in your face. For when I think of you it is what appears in mine

Oggy Bleacher said...

True, we aren't the same anymore but poets are wounded by nature and we foolishly wrap ourselves in our emotions to protect us from the world. You found some holes in my armor and I'm still paying for it. I met my match but when stars collide... "La noche esta estrellada,
y tiritan, azules, los astros, a lo lejos"

I don't want to be hurt.
Maybe I do want to be hurt.

But the pain displaced the loneliness and now my loneliness sleeps beside me in the desert like an imaginary friend. Roger Waters still serenades me and the lizards with his anti-establishment songs.

Minx, I've been waiting for the phone to ring for 3 years spinning my wheels and running in circles. I need help turning the page. I can not focus except on an imagined past of Clamatos and salt water. Please lift this spell, you sorceress.

MlleMay said...

In all this circles you have gonw trough did it ever occur to you that you were a constant in me?
Pay close attention to your email, for you will be hearing from me.

Oggy Bleacher said...

I changed my email address to unrepentantsinnerwhoisdeeplytroubledwiththeworldbutwhocovetsthememoryofmayminx@gmail.com

haha

Oggy Bleacher said...

(fast forward to Oggy sitting by his computer feverishly hitting the refresh button on his email account.)

MlleMay said...

Excuse my lack of answer, but I am afraid is being forced on me. I am not in possesion of yor email account anymore, and I do not want to keep on using this windows to exchange worldviews with thee.
Dont know if I did mention, I have not lived jn La Paz for two years now, and you know life I am going back next week.
I went to Atlanta, and saw Margaret Michell's house (just tought you would get a kkick out of that one)

Oggy Bleacher said...

oggybleacher@gmail.com

I eagerly await your opinions of the depraved society in America. You obtained your travel visa even though I offered to smuggle you over the border in a tool chest?

Don't be surprised if you find desperate postcards from a year ago waiting for you in La Paz.

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