Sunday, February 7, 2010

Ginger Honey Soy Glaze

To be sure never slept


At first there was no night or compulsive thoughts. Everything was unique, bright and innocent. By the time
that erupted appetite, desire, the kiss ... the balance split things into two and put balance mania half of one side and half the other. Now and then something crossed the line and any party temporarily weighed a little more than the other. The equilibrium is always unstable.
was there when it appeared the night and dreams.
Between the folds of darkness comes the wait, the indefinite, the animal terror. All take shelter and sleep. Others groping in the darkness waited a day to put things in place. And so forever.
He never slept. When I say never ever, since birth. No crying. Just llorisqueaba by necessity, to remember their existence. I did not know the bliss of sleep, relief of the body without images or words, or ideas. Restless thoughts were invading it gradually. First nested in the limbs and thus lost the motion. Overwhelmed and for the time elapses, invented languages, accurately described undiscovered worlds, spoke to the birds that unmeasured locations glimpsed instruments.
When Dreams undreamed paralyzed his stomach was fed to the vibrations of air, pouting babies, gestures, winks, last breaths. When he suffered throat surrounded bars of silence. Silences disturbing but essential.
hard now hangs a stake, in view of everyone. Only flashes. It is feared that when his eyes the closure, the reality is diluted.
One night, he cut off the eyelids. He will be forced to watch us. We will be safe ... we can sleep in peace. Leda

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