28 December 2011

Estudio de paciencia


Del atardecer lo esperaban todo 

quizá sólo esperaban a que atardeciera.

Short story with a very long title

In the cold summer or the warm winter when time decided to take an extended lunch, a beastly feast of verbs and hours with a side of scrambled ideas served on a dish made of boredom; the words stopped flowing, and decided to wait for the slaughter so passively, that time itself forgot about them.