¿Con qué sueñan los gatos? Ese domingo por la mañana en la cocina, había una luz fresca y distinta. Como extranjera. De noche, un golpe en la puerta, dos, batman que intenta entrar en mi habitación. le abro la puerta, y le dejo pasar, parece que él tampoco puede dormir. Se sube a la ventana y persigue con la vista algo que se mueve. Quizás un mosquito, ¿o una estrella? ... Quién sabe con qué sueñan los gatos.
" But now It has happened, no use in talking.
The silence between me and you has never had meaning. It was. Love it, that was all that was asked. But now it has happened - no words for the foretime, the desperation has made me the same, has made me another. Who looks at the shape of a fish grow giant on the side of his bowl? Who walks on the terrace observing foliage from above? Who hears the snapping of plastic that wraps like cellophane bare branches of climbers, you don't know. And I who descends the stairs, neither I am the same, I am another. " Chet Baker, In a sentimental mood. Photos: Place Jeu de Balle, Brussels |
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