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🦋 Otra vez «Prufrock»

caminamos tú y yo
se anochece en el cielo
como un borracho en el arroyo
visitamos calles desiertos
esquinas quejumbrosas
y otras calles las que sigamos
y que formen argumento
cada vez mas aparente
hacia un propósito muy obvio
lo que sin embargo no podemos llamar
por cualquier nombre
o palabra

pero vengamos, no discutamos.

posted afternoon of Sunday, January 20th, 2013
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Let us go then, you and I
the night is falling in the sky
like a drunkard, falling in the gutter
let's walk down empty streets
past darkened shops that mutter
follow other streets
in argument
increasingly apparent
to a foregone conclusion
but one which we can never call
by name
no word

but enough talk, come on.

posted afternoon of January 20th, 2013 by Jeremy

I think "venemos, no discutimos" makes better sense.

posted evening of January 20th, 2013 by Jeremy

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