Caminos

Me anudo los cordones, fuerte, camino seguro... se me aflojan, me piso las huellas, tropiezo... los ato de nuevo, sigo, maldigo, "quédense ahí, mierda"... pero se sueltan nuevamente al andar...

Debo cambiar de zapatillas.

O de camino.

She may be the face I can't forget
A trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
She may be the song that summer sings
May be the chill that autumn brings
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of the day.

She may be the beauty or the beast
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell
She may be the mirror of my dream
A smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell.