My Daughter's First Birthdaydora

Ángel Guinda

Boxes

What would an Indian and would be right.
"You have organized life in boxes.
born and leave them in a box,
your house is a box, and the rooms are smaller boxes
.
climb up to the house in a box,
down the street in a box.
travel in a box.
sleep and make love on a box.
Through a box see the world.
Moving house: they put everything into boxes. And when they die

also introduce them in a box.
Banks and savings banks have cash,
establishments have and do box. "
Everything is made to fit.
We fit your life.
Some do not fit, and we reinserted.

Bags

Life bursts from a bag of water.
Your money or your life. Bag
employment, unemployment exchanges.
head Dressed in a plastic bag is a procedure
suicide. A pocket-
never be repaid-
much that many disbursed.
Others invest in the stock market.
all feel dirty without his bag of toiletries.
For those who have nothing, yanking
bag is a day of life.
A bursary opens a world
a travel bag closes a dream. Wind rolls
bags on the floor, hang them
of trees, the shoots through the roof.
bag of bread, oil bourse. Break out of sadness
empty pockets.
much does set the shopping bag. How well adjusted
bag pleasure.
hide the bodies in bags
to not bother us.
The garbage bag is our biography.

CAPSIZING

I have fear in my voice
Xavier Villaurrutia

strokes life scare me.
I'm afraid of the shadow of the blood, the cross
the wreckage, my brain,
the sky, the sea, the star, the infinite. I fear
doses of tar
choking the air I breathe;
the voices I hear in the back of my eyes.
I'm afraid
the tremendous shock that wakes me every morning.
I'm afraid of heights, the precipice, the scream
the atrocity and silence.
scares me shake my memory,
what attracts me, what repels me,
pain, joy. I'm afraid
be accompanied and to be alone.
I'm afraid that time I swallow.
Fear is afraid of my fear,
because I am afraid and I do fear.
I am afraid of myself so out
without knowing what led me here. "