"Scars , Tango"

                                                     

                                                                                                  P. Klee


                                                              " SCARS , Tango"
                                                                          ( tango )
Scars are transmuted into words
 if the soul surety bleed.
 It's too long life learning ,
thus imitating the vain hope ...

Dotted with teasing, dancing the " karma "
your blind passage and its perfidious morisquetas .
I have learned over my stinging shortcomings
that of all the mistakes I made in my life.

Rey still dreams that your excessive beauty
begging from the tower of his " enrroque " .
Push a diagonal to their docile " bishops " with goofy courage
 and laborers to " sacrifice " for a felony.

Scars .. never incriminate ,
and ask nothing of reasons.
They hide their vile copper dagger ,
for vengeance not delete time.

Reiterarme as a victim, and I do not want ,
I hope not tip the scales .
As a " seesaw" , very trap
that same floor, but one does not want.

What daring ! Grudge ... is this feat ,
for wanting to climb the high "peak " of your celibate "ego" .
With a liar "safe" I "first "
and I swear , you 'll catch up with " two lengths of rope " ...

I still have, scars that you ignore ,
in that broad "map " you left me.
Where there is a brotherhood of heretics elves,
whose necessities , awarded you .

Between the two locations , ghosts and imitate ,
and hinder each other in storms.
There is a soft wind kissing your gates,
that will absolve me of all your excesses .

Sing still ... this " simulated indifference"
and I do the " jack " as if nothing had happened.
But the water in the " kettle " as just ...
 And no ... I have left my "dry grass " ...
                                                Daniel H Guasti
                                                pisulinoal@yahoo.com.ar