Sunday, January 16, 2011

High Pitched Hum In Ge Refrigerators

Bolaño, near the anniversary of the Death of Caesarea Tinajero (I)


1. I dreamed I was a whiz kid and I slept with my professor of literature at the University of Pittsburgh. Never published, but everyone was talking about how well he wrote, I never invited presentations and whiskeys I had to pay me.


8. I dreamed that I was not afraid to cities and living in Paris. Montparnasse was a zombie party and decided Cortázar to cross swim the Atlantic to return. He trained every evening on the Seine, under the watchful eye of one of my dogs while I read and read and read and ate oysters and drank champagne. He lived on a street full of bookshops, and sometimes a man taking a shower in my bathroom, I never dared to confess that he wished lined every page of every one of his books so the letters do not disappear under water.


Joaquin Font 12.Soñé let his beard grow until it reached the ground, and then cut her hair and I was knitting a scarf for cold García Madero not happen if I came to Lapland .


16.Soñé Angelica Liddell was Cesarea Tinajero on stage.


23.Soñé with blood on the bed with semen in her hair, with the Le Club de Sant Lluís Fonteta reopened in Valencia. I dreamed that I bought in drug bathrooms Belano and Lima.


29. I dreamed that Laura's father committed suicide not Damiano. I dreamed that one had committed suicide and no one wanted to commit suicide and we all went to live in the madhouse with Joaquin.


31.Soñé with cretins
cured comedians football and literature. Had lost faith but wanted it back. The dreamed of searching for the tomb of the old Casale in the rubble of a devastated city. They erected a temple on the beach with chairs Cabanyal Orriols and no longer had the strength to more distant pilgrimages.


37. Have dreamed of returning to nineteen and did not want to live, just browsing. Browse and bury sailors between the legs.


40. I dreamed I was traveling by train to Valladolid. In the Esther station waiting for me and gave me a big hug, "how long no see! ".


44. I dreamed I shot a bear, but did not kill and he killed one of my bitches. I dreamed of chasing blue bears in the woods with black bears eating Louis, with bears coming through the window green. I dreamed that I got a new shotgun.


49. I dreamed that I embarked on the Isobel with Arthur. I dreamed that we shared cabin, we shared bunk that never were returning to port and spend the rest of our days eating fish for breakfast and lunch fish and fish picnic and fish for dinner and we arrived at Spitsbergen on August 1.


53. I dreamed I died at twenty years, opened the ice on my sled and I sank without screaming with my best team. Only Velvet, my favorite leader, was saved. Only one man in the world cried my death. No one brought flowers to the North.


57. I dreamed that we stopped being young. One day someone knocking on my door asking for the poems he had written years ago, lost generations in blogs and verses on the walls. I was married in the church and had nine children. Le Jewelry not get to know this might Agueda. Volvían to make mezcal Los Suicidas absinthe and La Loca, but ya no me importaba.

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