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When I am at the height of my emotions I think in spanish. Mostly when I'm very angry or very sad. It's just kicks in. it makes sense, that switch from one to the other. Like coming back home some how.
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The only thing that comes to mind:
"un dia como este. la boca seca, cansada... y en nesesidad de consolacion.."
the kind that comes with rain.
In a quiet room,
desesperación
spanish is like a blanket, covering my toes in the early morning hours.
the only language that comes to mind when the sun has chosen not to show.
Palida
los carros van y venien, todos con un asunto differente
you, above all, have chosen to go away.
y para convencerte...
well, that's a whole other story..
Mis huesos.. my bones.
the only thing I can remember that lives outside of hurry, spanish,
Aparte
fused together by translation, lost in a poor rendition like
metal pounding metal,
like half-truth,
subtext,
no more meaning, just jabber
pale blue, translucent and in the end a version of honesty
nothing substaintial
the language you cry in
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You don't have to know spanish to understand, you can look up the parts you don't know, but I mean it helps.
Today has just been a dreary day.
Oh well. Tonight I'm going to see a movie with Kat. This will be my first outing with her, i anticipate it will kinda make me turn my mood.
If I go out tonight that means tomorrow I have LOTS of HW.
I'm going to get ready.
Untitled for now
The only thing that comes to mind:
"un dia como este. la boca seca, cansada... y en nesesidad de consolacion.."
the kind that comes with rain.
In a quiet room,
desesperación
spanish is like a blanket, covering my toes in the early morning hours.
the only language that comes to mind when the sun has chosen not to show.
Palida
los carros van y venien, todos con un asunto differente
you, above all, have chosen to go away.
y para convencerte...
well, that's a whole other story..
Mis huesos.. my bones.
the only thing I can remember that lives outside of hurry, spanish,
Aparte
fused together by translation, lost in a poor rendition like
metal pounding metal,
like half-truth,
subtext,
no more meaning, just jabber
pale blue, translucent and in the end a version of honesty
nothing substaintial
the language you cry in
____
You don't have to know spanish to understand, you can look up the parts you don't know, but I mean it helps.
Today has just been a dreary day.
Oh well. Tonight I'm going to see a movie with Kat. This will be my first outing with her, i anticipate it will kinda make me turn my mood.
If I go out tonight that means tomorrow I have LOTS of HW.
I'm going to get ready.