March 22, 2017 6.30am

Remnants 
               on the sheet
                                  on my skin
on the emptiness

                                                 
                          

March 9, 2017 2pm

CAUTION!

March 8, 2017, 1.30am

It was just night




It was just a night




Everything was silent



Nothing else, 
nothing at all

March 4, 2017 3pm

She had not space in her life for me









She had not a moment









Her silent fills up everywhere

February 28, 2017 9.17pm

I´m waiting on the stairs

My kilt, green bag, my nails

All for nothing, you are not coming tonight.

You´re waiting inside

Tú...you

All for nothing, I am not coming tonight

February 28, 2017 9pm

Shepherds Bush

The rail...the train roaring, bringing your voice in the morning. The rail...the train...the roar and your voice again. 
It´s you again, but I can´t see you, this moment

There not yet. There will

One, two, three...the platform...dirty, grey, rough, empty...no one, no life.

I squeeze my eyes tightly, in a rage 

I am now in Shepherds Bush, the wagon door is open

I squeeze my eyes furiously, I do not want to look

Red...red...red

My heart outside the wagon, still beating on the ground. 

Dirty, grey, rough, empty ground.

I am at Shepherds´s Bush, at this moment.