fragments moving boundaries (Aymara, Montevideo, 1997)
AIRPORTS
NOTICE TO PASSENGERS
Airports are a pact of silence. I do not say my fear, you you say your terror, he says his terror. And he smiles, as if there was any collusion quiet. Terror at airports, knowing smiles that causes more diarrhea.
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Airports are not an occasion or circumstance. The great tragedies are neutralized at airports. The floor shines and the pain does not smell anything. When some cry, tears dry up in the air conditioning. Inglés spoken.
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The crews of the planes pass through the halls chatting airports. Pass. Always will. Identical. Beautiful. Others. Gloves worn on the eternity of airports.
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Actually, the flight attendants are inflatable dolls. The pilots have hemorrhoids but from entering an airport stop hemorrhoids painful. Flight stewards are gay: in airports no more sex. Can be done, but no.
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In the ranks of the airports there are people who take photos and shouting the latest posts to whom part or who stays. Women also lost a half elegance. They laugh and are safe (I do not know what, I know they are safe). Some men also cry and laugh and known types of aircraft and exact times of arrivals and departures. The horror has its laser: never trust an airport in neighboring row.
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(Sometimes we go on Sundays to airports just to dream of distant lands and see the planes take off and go bird-like illusions. Then we visited dreams and a galaxy away from the airports, passengers another trip. When we go home, never been in an airport. We used the no man's land to found a temporary world and no airports)
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The deafening din of the airport, the lovers have to yell at love, and take, without knowing it, the face of despair.
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people at airports has no shadow. It all becomes the shadow of themselves. Who go up to a scale to be weighed in an empty airport, would the needle of the balance standing still.
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All airports are installed on astronomical stations, away from Earth. Nightlife at an airport, is like entering, by an error of miracles, in a sudden and frightening world.
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Airports are cathedrals. Without God.
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Departures sections of airports are the airport. Arrivals and approach to hope.
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is not true that there are other airports airports airports. Only the naive may think Roissy in Paris, is more than the Iquitos airport or Montevideo. No. All aeropuetos, without exception, are relentlessly airports.
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I once spent twelve hours in one of London's airports. And I stopped there. It was a group of Hindus that took me out of hypnosis. Always forgive, or thank you hesitate between.
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Exile is an airport. I already had my years of airport.
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How many times have I gone to look for my friends in airports? How many other time I waited for them at other airports? How many? I only remember them, arms, dead or alive today, even after having left the airport.
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hardly remember the airports, even those for which more traffic. Is that they were an amnesia. I had forgotten.
HOMAGE TO PYTHAGORAS
The Mathematicians do not cry at birth. So everyone knows when a Mathematician comes into the world. In addition, protein-fed grow very powerful and make merry numerical juggling for many years. In old age, admitted they had no time to contemplate the eternal cold numbers. And then they die.
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mathematicians feel in seventh heaven when two of three, shout from the rooftops that, to reason, they do not need a sixth sense.
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The Mathematicians are always irreplaceable because they are always replaced by other mathematicians.
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When sense social, mathematicians study Economics and often are gay but hide it. Since when are engineers and they are gay, we will hide themselves, and in all cases may end up running a bank. But they are so agile between tariffs and interest rates rapidly aging. They have no luck with the number of efebos.
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The Mathematical never get into shirt chew. As we know, prefer the theorems.
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When classes are Math, peacocks in the accounts are so quick to reason that they fail to understand that the Others look in fright. Imagine indifference is plucked and then stutter. Users were subordinates of words. But that, they do not know.
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mathematicians are obedient.
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mathematicians are male. Math women are too. It covers the solemnity that they recognize that the axioms do not accept demo. The unexplained female crack.
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mathematicians who study Engineering drink mate. Is that the world makes them grace and good health. And the resistance of the materials and makes them excited grappa or vodka. Cognac, ever.
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And those who are doctors in Math? These are in college. Give lectures, read the Talmud and all, without exception, are Heads of Department. When traveling on international aircraft, think that the numbers could have lead them to God. But always retire earlier.
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mathematicians are efficient gene products of last generation. Before the development of mathematical gene, there were the Prematemáticos, tall, blond and tired. An infinite weariness felt in front of each log. They lived in the current Uruguay and numbed with the Moebius strip in his hand. Became extinct in the midst of melancholy and despair.
MONTEVIDEO, LA COQUETTE
must be very careful to talk about because Montevideo is a city of pain. In Montevideo always suffer a little more than the rest of the world.
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Montevideo is a city full of dreams. So nobody cares. And besides, no one can be in Montevideo and be in Montevideo at the same time. In Montevideo we dream of distant lands or impossible love or new destinations. When is in Montevideo and is almost in Montevideo, one enters a state of danger and then hear tangos.
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Saturdays, in Montevideo, you can hear the conga. With caution.
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In Montevideo, the children are cute, with its hill and strength, and say they were born there, back in January for many, many, many years.
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The sea on each side of the peninsula: the duplicity of Montevideo.
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Montevideo
All we know what General Flores walk at daybreak. So no one does. It is knowledge revealed and no witness from testifying because if someone would have nothing to tell.
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In a cafe in Montevideo, I was introduced to a man and a woman should be about forty-five years and were engaged. They sat at my table and talked. They said the heat of that day was not normal, it was raining. I said yes, it would rain for sure and that would be nice to see rain. They asked where I lived and I said they made a trip to Brazil and the beaches were beautiful. Buenos Aires and found it similar to Paris. After we spoke of the hope that rain day Next, it would be nice that rain, for sure. When they left, it was rather late.
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Paris is always tomorrow, with white flowers and roses Boulogne. In Lima and Prague is always the sunset, red, and on. Buenos Aires is a night of summer and the scent of jasmine. When in Rio dawn-blue glory-in San Pablo are seven in the morning and the air strip. Back in Montevideo is always the time for siesta, one yawns and makes digestion. It is warm, not created.
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said:
The money can not buy happiness. Work dignifies
man. Montevideo
the cup del Plata.
thought:
I wanted to be rich, idle and berlinense.
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Montevideo was a military outpost on the Rio de la Plata and was born without a name: Monte VI from East to West. San Felipe and Santiago had been sleeping was a start. Montevideo knew then the war-weariness and nameless, and he never had quiet.
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I was in Montevideo and dreamed of a beautiful city. There were buildings and palaces of marble and bronze gates and lavish casinos and jewelry with women. All drank champagne, and I did not hurt anyone.
Sorocabana THREE OFFICERS OF
1
The wandering thoughts
intended as clouds and ships
forgotten or clouds aimlessly
not leave signs in the wind
and err of memory
as dunes
sea at will anyone thinks.
2
We talked about the surface world or yawn
(can not be so serious or so serious
blowfly
that crosses the room and perches
insistent and live
so little, if live.
"is the geography of the Friday," and the white elephants
laugh.
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I knew so it does not matter
flower free
my name.
him think the thought,
me I do not care.
SOLÍS OR ARROW
1 Hand: archipelago, had said
pianos or bottles Plata
the tense
message on the keyboard if it is touched, give
rope by hand, bow to the south of the Hangman
sonatina.
2
River or sea or river as sea
and laughs as she cries
before or after (as is) *
Uruguay and La Plata
and this or that
the last or
near the last or penultimate penumbra
on the peninsula, pier or wild
spring.
* Dead or Alive:
the Fool, him or me
Tristan and Isolde
bird cage or the filter or an error:
the two do not.
3
Argonaut Bitter bitter sea east bank
:
martyr stranded on land, I do.
And an ancestor in the floating water hyacinth.
4
(the u in the world, the i
abyss abyss, so the Uruguayan
world: so real
Voyelles)
5
Solis or the arrow:
reflects the gloomy tower or Pink
will decide
lascivious witch of the Panoramas,
says
elliptical arrow epileptic
see the Tower in the Charter that brought you:
records the grave caravel pregnant, and bear posthumous
(that Solis sleep and dream in the cove)
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