VALDO
( Black)
"Life is shit!"
... and the fucking rain falling thick, thin, and that you bounced up from the ground up to his knees, could not be otherwise.
water falling from above.
water rising from below.
"The Life is a shit! "
Waldo ... you said it with his low voice, warm and calm as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
In this dark world you can not see much light. In this life
black colors are for the dwarfs and the fat lady. It was raining outside ...
It was still raining.
Even on days of celebration, even in the summer mornings ... it was raining.
So much to think you'd be drowned by water coming down.
But then ... life is shit ... and what more do you want?
A cold rain and pounding
A sea, black, you fell on the head.
And Valdo them, it being nailed on his stool
With dark eyes. Blacks of bad wine that he drank a liter now.
"Life is shit!" ... was his mantra.
The slogan of a man who had been more. He was happy.
water falling from above.
water rising from below.
As the tide.
A fine rain and smelly.
was everywhere, even in the dark eyes that Valdo I crossed and never saw it, went further.
traveled.
leaving for countries that did not have my visa, which had never been.
blue oceans, warm sun and clear blue skies of a blue Mexican
... ... then in a second you looked.
"Life is shit!"
water falling from above.
water rising from below.
Dense, cold, subtle, insistent.
It's not clear the last time I saw him. Who says you had a red cape like a new Superman Po, who says he wore instead of a frack, who still had the same dress on the day of his wedding ...
He climbed up into the night, the bell tower and threw himself as the best Nembo Kid.
Without a breath.
Life is shit!
