" DRAWN , Tango "
( tango )
to John Cheever ... ...
He could be absent,
for attention, you lent me .
Reasons I had, to my hopes .
when we meet with friends.
But then , I threw the " anonymity "
adjudicarme that way , the " Zero " .
My hopes , past ,
I slipped through a hole ...
I was ... completely "drawn" ...
Among the media , your friends .
I dared to anticipate , with a shy greeting,
But , you did deaf ears.
As if anyone would have told you .
dissipated that soft sound, like wet steam.
It was when I collapsed my early strategies
then .... I stayed with my shyness , " petrified " ...
One begins to disbelieve this world ,
when he hurt his weak " Ego " .
Falling in love , always sets a course ,
but otherwise, is soon to be reciprocated.
That always handles the " Fate " ,
And we 're all like "toys" .
As dolls "stick " cruel suffering nightmares ...
They handle ... our destinations ...
Upon returning , walking the neighborhood ...
I reach to make out that patio ,
Where the Moon caressing her tiles ,
low power, the vast night .
I was attracted , memories of my youth ,
and when I was a " pibe" .
Me back to that girl so in love ,
and to which , I would refused , a romance .
We know that the past is unchangeable ,
nostalgia as governing , the "thresholds" .
Am I not paying ? ... The " hijoputez" , of " Karma "
I appears the sentence, at any time, without notice ...
Deep in the neighborhood , I hear distant barking ,
and music that hurts me ...
In too deep ... I expensive ...
With a wistful , " cadence " ... of " linked " ....
Daniel H Guasti
"pibe" = a boy
"hijoputez" = beeing son of a bitch pisulinoal@yahoo.com.ar
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