Me at Cirque Magique. Somone loved me at that time. I understand what it is to not be able to reciprocate, absolutely, totally. Eternal gratitude and happiness to her.
I take this train to the end of the line
just to be a little more near you
Perhaps the noise and people will rumble
their way to you and you'll know I'm here
not doing, not acting, not knowing
embracing the little churn
the flow
the low stride of leafs over clear lower air
is this a ride to forget?
-- H.A & A.
I be sleeping under the piano now. there are weirder habits.
it is I
Quizás estuve durmiendo.
O quizás no sabía que dormía.
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Ahora, no es la hora de dormir.
Ahora, no es la hora de dormir.
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Quizás me quise despierto,
después de una coma, ¿qué decía?
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Ahora, no es la hora de dormir.
Ahora, no es la hora de dormir.
Ahora, no es la hora de dormir.
Ahora, no es la hora de dormir.
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Si es muy temprano y amargo despertarse:
Soy la azucar,
de tu café.
Cuando detestes el ruido de aquel lugar:
Soy biblioteca,
pregunta y verás.
Cuando te canses de dormir y leer también:
Soy discoteca,
tengo tu música.
Si está lloviendo y no quieres salir de allí:
Soy mantecado,
soy de películas.
[Letra y Música por: H.A. Del Manzano © 2011]
No con cualquier luz sale
la bestia azul
que vive en mi propia, sombra.
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No fue casualidad que
tu tinta azul
dibujara corcheas, corcheas secretas...
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No concibo
explicarte
todo el ron
que últimamente me seca, toda la sed...
-
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Cumple años
hoy denuevo
nadie sabe
lo que quiero
Voy descalzo
voy entero
en los idiotas
voy primero
-
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Sin conquistar lunares
Sin, conquistas lunares
Sin tu tinta azul,
dond el hilo eleva,
cometas
cometas
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No por casualidades
No con cualquier luz sale
la bestia azul.
Our house would have been so Etsy it'd make people cry. Spending saturday afternoons shaking up Instructables right and left, and glitching out Hackandmod s some of the more quiet nights. I swear we could school us with 4chan and some wiki stuff. I'd only ask you to keep your Tumblr to yourself since I wouldn't want us to find our Photostreams paired up with all your Deviant fans; you'd also know (because I'd let you know endlessly) you are so Textfromlastnight funny, Sucideblonde sexy and downright DinersandDives.food.net yummy. I can't have let uz this things go so easy ... our sure fire iCanhazcheeseburger ways were withing grasping distance.
--H.A. & A.
Can I conclude we didn't see what lies on top of the Real, the funny eerie stuff, the same? I thought we did. I think we do. Too bad for me.
Maybe I left myself in Boston
I'm walking home tonight.
Maybe I left myself in the station
my pieces, stayed the while.
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I'm calling
You're sleeping
I'm buying myself a couple of packs.
And
you're phasing
I'm fading out
I'm gazing myself a couple stars
Héctor A. DelManzano I am a singer-songwriter-composer-software-developer-monstruosity currently alive near San Juan, PR. This is a secret place... ssshhh. Lomo pictures, poetry, songs in progress: updates, previews and musings. There's also bandcamp and twitter goto(!) contact for more.
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