Jealous Guy

it comes on and I dissolve into a river of tears and in the current rush past days in a kitchen, friends, a documentary, Sira, whisky cocktails, morning after pills, and much misunderstood love.

montevideo sunday

men in football drag
discarded condoms
empty cartons of wine
a dead pigeon

todo lo que está a mi lado

Todo lo que está a mi lado
Originally uploaded by ladelentes.

the sky is liquid, gray. close. tree branches move imperceptibly as we lie there, looking up. her eyes are liquid, green. she tells me things she knows, about me, that she doesn't know she knows. we share a bed, a complete universe of intimacy. sprinkled by the fountain, baptised.

where I grew up

where I grew up is a place of palm trees and seafront avenues and running and a soft breeze and a foodie market and the smell and gentle sound of the coming waves

the kiss blowing policeman, or misinterpreting signs

lorry drivers blowing their horns to alert unsuspecting women of potential dangers? men with taut and tanned rounded bellies looking you up and down to check there are no spiders on your clothes? a motorised policeman so filled with love he blows kisses to passing strangers through a bushy black moustache?

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...