Pokemon Emerald Sunflora

This is my home. Outside there is nothing. Within
are the feelings, the expedition
to an inner world, the path leading to
scrubbed, the broom to sweep,
to the dinner table. Scrub up
bones, sweeping land papers,
sit, sketch a poem,
out to the balcony, breathing the air and smile.

New England Indoor Water Parks

POEMA 20 (Poems Home)

around the house dress, uncombed,
five-day beard, strolled
yesterday, hungry, in search of bread and mix
for the soul and body. Today, shaving
with clothing, combed,
nothing interests me, I'm looking for god, I am not.

How Tofill Out A Pay Stub

POEMA 19 (Poems Home)

Today I woke up in a good mood.
The vitreous of my eyes is more transparent than ever
. I get a coffee. My pores oozing
joy.
blood flows happy but my heart
flashes sadder than usual.

Sock Hop Birthday Invitation Wording

POEMA 18 (the poems Poems Home)

(The poet Vicente Gallego)

Everything will be lost. The way to pass time
not care. I'll water the plants.
then water my stomach with wine. With the pen will draw

in saltire crosses in all newspaper pictures
today. I'll draw a Latin cross on
my picture, in pencil. Tacharé
the past with chalk. And I'll go to sleep.

(following the article-interview in the newspaper Levante 02/08/2003)