always late

things
come
always easily
when
it's too late.

hoy miré
la proeza de un millón de bachacos
cruzando el mar
veloces
desorientados
cada uno llevando
un huevo
transparente

podía ver dentro de ellos
la larva inadvertida
patas arriba

muchos perdían su carga
entonces se detenían
se perdían
con la vista puesta
en las profundidades
que ya no devolverían
nunca
las semillas

¿qué los habrá
empujado a mudar
su bachaquera?

el polvo tóxico
y la escoba
y las botas de goma
y luego la tormenta
se los llevó a todos

no eternal reward
will forgive us now
for wasting the dawn.(jim said)


BLACK (PEARL JAM)
:

Hey...oooh...
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as her body once did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything?
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
How quick the sun can, drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll ever be...yeah...
Uh huh...uh huh...ooh...
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a sun
In somebody else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine