Slight difference

You want to cry and you can not
You want to love and you have no one
You want to fly and you only have cocaine
life seems a problem that must be solved every day
the problem is made of the remains of the titans
I'm also made of the remains of the titans
if I fly to the celestial dome my wings burn
if I cross the Atlantic a turtle sinks me
If I cross the Bering Strait, the poles melt
if I go to war Alejandro burns the boats
I am not alone
I am alone
(in Spanish if you would understand
the difference between being
and to be )
when you are alone, all space is occupied by memories
by the images that lie under the vacuum that is held in time
by the laughter and cries that bounce inside without ever being heard
is a cup and the owner of the cup and the owner laugh of the cup
There is a bed and the sinking left by a body that is no longer
is a poem and the voice that recites the verses of the poem that is not yours
being alone is something else
when you are alone,
a book is with you tomorrow
You know the exact temperature at which the coffee exhibits all its flavor
the proper posture to look at the stars in a dawn that dies
the exact tonality of a Bach concert
and you have meditated long on solitude in Hopper's paintings.
When you're just flying so you do not have anything
love yourself so be yourself
you cry so be happy.