Roba vidas

A costas de mi vida, de mis palabras, de mi libertad de expresión hiciste lo que era más conveniente para vos.
Y me dejaste en evidencia ante todos, solamente por haberte dicho que no.
No sé si llamarte vil, quizá un tanto egoista, por haber creído que volvería al primer golpe de vista.
Pero yo no soy más esa nena impresionable, mientras que vos seguís siendo el mismo roba vidas.



JJ

From another life

He asked what time it was and I said nine o cock

I thought it was quite funny but he didn't seem to get it

and the light was oh so sad, the little creatures of the night

make us feel so nasty, we just need a place to crash.

Can you see the moon from here, can you see the sun?

their forces cannot touch us as we break and fall apart
and I'm not one to sit around and cry
but do you see a solution? do you see a way out?

You touched my arm and I just laughed
dreams become reality
once, this seemed so far.


JJ

Lost and found

I knew this need, this urgency, this feeling would come back. I knew that I would find the words when I found something to word about.

It's been months. I've missed the smell of the paper and the way the blue ink shines everytime it catches the light. I've missed the clicking sound of the keyboard keys and the carpal-tunnel of art.

How do I explain to my muses everything that's changed and how it's changed? I lack the strength to go through it all over again, even when retelling it's way too much to bear.

I thought I was someone else for a while, until I found myself in this common place, once again. Now I understand I've been hiding from the person I always should have been.

There used to be, in my words, a taste of past times and long lost illusions. Now there's only future because I've found the joy in today, I'm home, I don't need to run anymore.


JJ