Endless Poetry Page #3
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The scandal would kill my father.
Remove your mask.
Ose.
Dare!
Ose, Ricardo!
Dare!
Ose, Ricardo!
Yes.
Yes.
Thank you.
Punto!
Hi, you.
Between, Ricardo.
You do not bother me.
Do you like it here?
Thanks to you, I have
never been so happy.
I could write quiet. Listening:
"I do not fear my shadow, my goal is to return to what I have always been." That is beautiful. summer".
Tell me, did you ever have sex?
No, never.
And you masturbate?
Yes.
And you think of men, or women?
To women, of course.
Me, I think of men.
To beautiful men like you.
Can I tell you something?
You like me.
In fact, I love you.
Sorry, Ricardo.
Moi...
I'm not like that.
That's what I feared.
More...
we can be friends.
Impossible.
You should hide my erections.
Then there is no solution.
Farewell, Alejandro.
We will never see each other again.
I'm sorry.
You would give me
a kiss, remember?
I owe you so much.
Agree.
Did you feel anything?
Nothing.
I did not feel anything!
I'm not fagot.
I told you, papa!
I felt free.
I grew up.
Standing, poet!
Arise!
I've been up a long time.
Come and meet your brothers.
What brothers?
Come on. Follow me.
You will meet Cana and
Gordo, symbiotic dancers.
Alberto Rubio, supra-tenor.
Gustavo Becerra, ultra-pianist.
Your brother Hugo Marn, poly-painter.
This miracle we call chance,
sent us this poet:
Alejandro Jodorowsky.
Let us welcome him!
We will not let you go
until you say a poem.
"To be neither one nor the other.
" To lose one and a thousand skins,
"consume the superfluous
in a feast of flames;
"be carried away by the
wind in a swarm of petals."
Poet!
I sold my devil to the soul!
Then, Alejandro,
Who is this puppet?
You made me read the
Odes, of Pablo Neruda,
and the Antipoemes,
of Nicanor Parra.
It's Parra that I prefer.
It is not a supreme
God, like Neruda.
It is a human being,
with sublime weaknesses.
I have the honor to present you
"For many years, I was condemned
to worship a despicable woman
"to work day and night,
" to feed and clothe her,
" in the light of the moon.
"I flew for her,
" under pain of being discredited
"to his fascinating eyes."
Leave me alone!
It was very fun.
Take this money.
Why Money?
I have everything I need here.
But here you will not find a muse
like The Viper of Nicanor Parra.
Go to Caf Iris.
Poets and muses meet
there every night.
A beer, please.
Thank you.
You all are nothing!
My two liters!
Do you know this woman?
This is Stella Daz, a poet.
Prudence, young man.
You all are nothing!
Stop!
Thank you.
Yes. I follow you.
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