an overabundance of mirrors

roundness. roundness. roundness is everywhere.

maybe it has something else

on the way to work i found myself pressed against a white wall. i miss you, i thought, as the fingers closed around my neck. i let go, no point trying. how you doing? he finally asked. i replied, gasping, i find myself in a tight spot. he laughed and loosened his grip. a butterfly flew past, fluttering her eyelashes. spring doesn't grow on trees, y'know. but at the time of writing, we have no better knowledge, we must wait for technology advances to come our way. the purple marks go well with my beauty spot, i thought as i checked myself on the mirrored lift doors. up it goes. and onto the roof, where the helicopter is waiting for us. but where are you? a hamster scuttles away and jumps off the edge of the building, taking flight. blondes may have more fun, but who can face going through life covered in yellow custard? smart alec. big footed clown smiles suggestively at the hungry lions. i'll throw you in at the deep end, depending on how you manage with the fireflies. he wanted me to believe in miracles, and for a while i could, for a while i could, for a while i could, for a while i could...

remix

people laugh at you
you must be the real man with huge dignity
doctors use this too

nothing's gonna change my world

sitting around the kitchen table, watching john lennon videos, cutting each other's hair, drinking whisky with dulce de leche, snogging in the corner, playing video games, smoking each other's cigarettes, running wild.

link

i. am. the. link. i. connect. i. bond. i. am. the. glue. the. bridge. the. cord. i. join. and if i break, everything collapses and all the castles disappear, from up above in the air.

the serial killer

he carefully wiped the body as i watched from a corner of the bed. he put a spray in her open mouth. he cleaned her teeth. he bent down to kiss her lifeless as she was. then he stopped. i should kiss you first to feel the difference in taste. i said don't bother, there will be none. scared, bored, there and not there, all the while.

mona lisa finally finds reason to smile

slightly raised eyebrow peeking out of her frame she sits in the best spot in town and watches the boys coming with their beers and their smokes and girls in short dresses and the policemen zooming past in their wheels elbow-knee-guard-helmet on. the waves rolling in, and out, on the shoreline. the palm trees. the cruise ships on the line of the horizon. gaviotas circling. a slight breeze to ruffle her hair, under the carefully placed veil.

http://larepublica21.com.uy/2009/02/15/uruguay-ii-el-louvre-en-la-rambla-de-montevideo/

alarm bells

montevideo is the second safest capital (after Tokyo), and within the 30 safest cities the world over. this doesn't seem to stop some of the population from living in a permanent state of fear. locksmiths abound. security guards are rampant. houses and cars are alarmed. alarms go off all the time.

of an evening you can hear the wind rustling the leaves of the plain trees, the hum of the sleepy traffic, the metallic bang as the recycling guys let the lid to the dumpster fall shut, and the chirping of car alarms startled into life by the mearest commotion nearby...

love potion

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Originally uploaded by ladelentes.

contem: agarradinho, garrapatinho, chega-te a mem, chora nos meus pes, busca longe, corre atras, vai e volta e atrativo da perseguida

contents: clingy, sticky, come to me, cry at my feet, search long and far, run after me, go and come back and attraction of the prey