tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-323319502024-03-19T17:41:00.855+01:00gauge<a href="http://www.thepasdedeux.blogspot.com"><img src="http://i271.photobucket.com/albums/jj143/huginn8/Vasarely.jpg?t=1236374871" height="300"><br><br></a>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.comBlogger122125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-69999422070465960072010-12-28T16:39:00.003+01:002010-12-28T16:42:32.895+01:00<span class="Apple-style-span" >Gran muñeco, quería convencerte, </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >al margen de la familiaridad,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >soy tu súbdita y cargo tu pirámide</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >sillar a sillar</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >construyo el hueco para la alquimia</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >y que, dentro, </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >aúlle tu antimonio esperando</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >como una nota espera</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >al final del barrido de unos ojos</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >tras la llamada de un superíndice.</span></div>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-30261975409960306682010-12-28T16:28:00.005+01:002011-02-25T17:56:56.543+01:00ronda nocturna<span class="Apple-style-span">Leviatán mermado, duermes<br />y sólo resta la fuerza de tu ronquido<br />flanqueado por una corona de restos<br />de comida de elefante.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span">En la televisión: curling,<br />el panegírico del deslizamiento.<br />Precisas,<br />las rocas,<br />sobre una pista de hielo perfecta.<br />La optimización dobla las puntas hacia adentro;<br />sería como acercársete y ponerte, con cuidado,<br />una de esas tiritas para abrirte las fosas nasales.<br />redonda es la muerte.<br />La noche, un rombo.</span></div>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-43547730561114022312010-11-15T00:18:00.008+01:002010-11-15T22:12:57.968+01:00doríforo<font face="times" size="2">Quizá sea útil esta manivela<br />para torcer el brazo<br />que agarra la metafísica <br />provinciana <br />y sectaria<br />que hay entre tú y yo.<br />Quiero una idea de compañía equivalente<br />a la imagen más esquemática de un cuerpo<br />que me recoge del gimnasio.<br />El único sentido de la estadística es analgésico:<br />esquivar la tristeza que da el detalle.</font>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-63713009140209458252010-09-26T14:22:00.002+02:002013-06-08T19:14:50.380+02:00><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-46675701512163483462010-09-25T14:27:00.001+02:002010-09-25T14:32:40.645+02:00<embed src="http://www.archive.org/download/clavo/dus.mp3" width="367" height="14" autoplay="false" loop="false"></embed>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-14726704539365427272010-09-11T02:40:00.006+02:002010-09-11T03:09:53.469+02:00edad<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><br /><br /></span></span></div>bodegón:</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">promesa de eternidad.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ahí aparezco yo</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">cuando las actitudes</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">devienen formas</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">.</span></span></span></div>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-74691973123172917332010-09-11T02:33:00.004+02:002010-09-11T03:11:31.056+02:00<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">morder el pañuelo</span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">tu terapia y tu multa a partes desiguales</span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">la señal que me has dejado tantas veces</span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">se agita, por fin,</span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">en otra superficie</span></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">.</span></span></p>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-22353118421654153382010-09-11T02:28:00.003+02:002010-10-27T23:36:44.219+02:00convergencia<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div>te toco ojo técnico</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">siempre es de día dentro de la bomba</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">.</span></span></span></div>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-75287002346701542612010-08-26T14:32:00.004+02:002010-08-26T15:28:26.905+02:00mina<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">hay que abrir un túnel por otra parte.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Un insecto proyecta poliedros chocando en el hueco de mi mano contra la encimera.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">No sé hasta dónde llevar mi poder,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">me acaricia una muerte por aplastamiento </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">y escucho que les suministran el alimento por un tubo que llevan hasta el interior de la cámara.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ojalá mi brazo a veces fuera robótico y fuera lejos</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">pero soy un mono apartándote las moscas y,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">mientras decido,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">se abren huecos entre mis dedos.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">El hormigueo es artificial,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">mi construcción:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">débil.</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-20398351123643200812010-06-04T12:56:00.003+02:002013-06-08T18:52:55.957+02:00besar correa<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: times new roman;">cinturón de volcanes</span><br />
<span style="font-family: times new roman;">me dignifica ser tu cenicero</span></div>
gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-2708146891990869492010-06-04T12:52:00.007+02:002010-11-27T14:33:12.616+01:00Llenar el ojo<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;">husos del dolor:</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">pértiga que saca del último bocado </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">las ganas de comer</span>.<br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Te ha pasado como a mí</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">documentar el hambre </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">antes que la tripa</span>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-90129494742913527472010-06-04T12:46:00.002+02:002010-09-29T02:00:07.828+02:00cleopatratu piel es un diente gigante<br />cáete ya debajo de mi almohada<br />o rómpete en mil pedazosgaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-14741021877517060682010-06-04T12:21:00.010+02:002011-04-24T00:28:49.346+02:00introducción al rizo<span style="font-family:times new roman;">no entender nada es un plano</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">no entender nada es un <span style="font-style: italic;">plan</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">así mi cuerpo por fin toca el órgano</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y suenan los estómagos</span>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-77483784303249531172010-05-25T14:38:00.003+02:002010-05-25T14:42:01.656+02:00del fin<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsJDRyFtC9jiqKJI_cKAXJhxWiPHMBGpg-2CjzMYN_Ay9SX2ZPsxvyWUCPgt58lEt-EV5DU1AeTXdnBbBFwKRcoPoygSRnO_qw6s0xo-4E8NNaOjOT5R4FJBRA6ZUKTw4l3Gfy5A/s1600/Imagen+7.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsJDRyFtC9jiqKJI_cKAXJhxWiPHMBGpg-2CjzMYN_Ay9SX2ZPsxvyWUCPgt58lEt-EV5DU1AeTXdnBbBFwKRcoPoygSRnO_qw6s0xo-4E8NNaOjOT5R4FJBRA6ZUKTw4l3Gfy5A/s320/Imagen+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475186564029830434" border="0" /></a>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-7998772834059151982010-05-15T11:15:00.004+02:002010-05-15T17:48:22.495+02:00trampolín #2<span style="font-family:times new roman;">el mar el gen del error<br />cepo abierto<br />trampa translúcida que va conteniendo<br />el cien por cien menos de los peces grandes<br /><br /><br /><br /></span>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-34953277309137106542010-05-10T15:47:00.002+02:002010-05-10T15:48:08.328+02:00la montaña mágica<span style="font-family: times new roman;">nunca estás a la altura</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">pero los oídos pitan</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">siempre</span>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-33120211407525164072010-05-10T15:24:00.006+02:002011-04-24T00:28:07.763+02:00habitación en broma (estado de sitio)<span style="font-family:times new roman;">me falta el sueño de la razón<br />que hace que por las mañanas<br />salga el pequeño monstruo<br />de esta cárcel de amor panóptica.<br /></span><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Suspendida sobre tu cabeza<br />yo absorbo el caleidoscopio y te vigilo:<br />el hombre ha de ser perro<br />para ser el mejor amigo de alguien.<br />No bastará la vista de pájaro para ver los puntos que componen<br />el crimen perfecto<br />no es nunca<br />cosa de nadie<br /><br /></span></div>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-16124009878002904902010-02-03T22:11:00.004+01:002010-06-04T12:41:52.305+02:00v.o.<span style="font-family:times new roman;">tú eres la procesión</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">las niñas rumanas en patines por la pizzería.</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Vas por dentro y corres escaleras abajo a la velocidad del hidrato de carbono.</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Quizá soy demasiado joven para amarte mal</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y veo en el plato un mapa de fideos amarillos</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">ikebana en el cajón de las verduras</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">todo está en fila y me apunta</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">como quien inscribe en una lista cien veces lo que no debe volver a hacer en versión original</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">sólo para entender que ya se puede volver a empezar</span>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-4982981630617693242010-01-09T17:09:00.000+01:002010-01-09T17:10:07.032+01:00Apología<span style="font-family: times new roman;">Aquí se desayuna todos los días</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">el hipocampo con una flecha a través</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">pelo a pelo</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">se va destruyendo el peine</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">que organiza los círculos </span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">de tu cara dolescente</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">la obra completa que retrocede hasta el nacimiento</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">niño frío ahorcándose desde el ombligo</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">madre que sostiene el globo</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">disco clavado en la sien de Jacinto</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">por amor o por desgracia</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">la memoria no es lo contrario al olvido</span>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-6972076581878931492010-01-05T14:48:00.014+01:002010-11-03T23:31:50.837+01:00baby<span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" >como el drenaje se casa con la venda</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" >bebo por gotero a ciegas</span><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" > el poso de tus charcos</span><span style="font-family: times new roman;">,</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" >leo el futuro en las paredes del fuerte</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" >que es tu tronco</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" >estratificas una tarta</span><span style="font-family: times new roman;">:</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" >capa de veneno</span><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" > / capa de copo</span><span style="font-family: times new roman;">.</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" >En la carpa</span><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" > flota una pastilla de jabón grasiento</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" >sobre un vaso de leche</span><span style="font-family: times new roman;"> flota la carpa muerta que es tu boca recién pintada de naranja</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" >Quítame el pecho</span><span style="font-family: times new roman;">,</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" >dame la pompa</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" >caliente, caliente</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" >está la astilla</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" >prendida en la trompa</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">arde la sandía y</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" >dentro está la horca</span>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-59791951772726753692010-01-05T14:48:00.005+01:002010-01-05T14:49:39.336+01:00tarro<span style="font-family: times new roman;">La realidad es como un templo</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">Riega con mieles las barbillas</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">Salsa mía</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">Lo indeleble hace lo endeble</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">pero la guantada hace el premio</span>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-58429322725735528782010-01-05T14:47:00.001+01:002010-02-03T22:16:49.948+01:00flotador<span style="font-family:times new roman;">soy una balsa arrastrada por la tierra</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">soy un masaje conducido por el diapasón de tu bolsillo</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">armadillo fósil engarzado en la piedra</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">quisiera ser tú</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">gárgola de este paisaje de goma amarillo</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">–pinchazo en el costado: me deshincho</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">soy una bolsa para guardar las piedras </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">–válvula de seguridad: resurrección</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">aspiro</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">a ser</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">el río.</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Si es que lo natural sería</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">ser lo corriente</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y haber corrido</span>-<br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">oigo tus llaves</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">me acerco</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">cerco de sangre</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">me veo desde arriba:</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">un chaleco amarillo abatido</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">un espejo en el bolsillo</span>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-18332287429739424282009-08-07T04:44:00.005+02:002010-11-03T23:33:34.481+01:00<span style="font-family: times new roman;">ya sí que no existe la pareja violeta</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">el príncipe cyan y la princesa magenta y el revoltijo de hematitas por la rayuela</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">es el barro que pisamos, completamente verde.</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">Estar enamorado es vestir a la moda de París, Paris</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">no nos quedará siempre amor</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">Todo es gris</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">y está en la materia.</span>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-31178943015152374082009-08-07T01:04:00.001+02:002009-08-07T01:07:42.469+02:00costado<span style="font-family: times new roman;">jibias multicolores</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">gigas de mi memoria</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">dejad el transformismo</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">para otro mar de lágrimas distinto</span>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32331950.post-77554045079934383572009-07-07T15:19:00.004+02:002009-07-07T15:22:49.935+02:00junio muerto<span style="font-family:times new roman;">Junio, mi 21 cumpleaños</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">dos aviones caídos al océano</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">varios suicidios homosexuales</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">la gripe del cerdo y otras mentiras</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">el rey del pop.</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">La naturaleza quiere</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">lo peor para nosotros:</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">hacernos creyentes</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">–táctica y estrategia,</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">dicta Benedetti</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">desde lo alto.</span>gaugehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14776407226515666781noreply@blogger.com0