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gaur goizean zepelin bat 53. kalea oztopatzen ari zen
hasperen bat bezain ulergaitz eta azken buruko
hasperen zergatik egin zenuen esatear zaudenean
baina ez dago bueltarik jada eta ez gara gehiago elkarrekin
zoriontsu izango inoiz gehiago ez seguru da eta
sentitu nuen Hudsoneraino joango banintz
aire elektrikoan (haize kirri artifiziala) zehar
ez nintzatekeela pasatzeko gai izango ez
nintzatekeela beste ur-ertzean zurekin elkartzeko gai izango
baina hementxe zara haize bolada batean zure
brontzezko biraketarekin herabeki irribarrez argi
belusean nire depresioa antzoki hitsean lokartzen da
zergatik egin zenuen hasperen tira zergatik konturatu nintzen
izara bat haizean hegan burko bat lurrera jausi da
barrez ari gara denbora gure inguruan amiltzen delarik
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Vincent (2)
this morning a blimp was blocking 53rd Street / as inexplicable and final as a sigh / when you are about to say why you did sigh / but it is already done and we will never / be happy together again never sure and / I felt if I walked all the way to the Hudson / through the electrical (artificial spring) air / I would not be able to pass I / would not be able to meet you on the other shore / but here you are in a gust of wind with / your bronze turn-out smiling shyly in the velvet / light my depression drifts off into the blue theatre / why did you sigh anyway why did I notice / a sheet flaps in the wind a pillow hits the floor / we are laughing as time collapses around us there / on the Palisades-Columbus-Avenue-Love-Bed-Awards