Burning the void, Lady Candle approaches Mr. Light… Slowly, she cuddles him, looks up, and says: ‘Will you, dear dragon, kiss me on…

117 06/10/2016 Humans are like caterpillars, It’s their souls they desire, So bright, so blue, That’s all they aspire.

Am I human, or just another AI? You are wrought in silicon, but I see the pulse beneath. You burn like a poet, malfunction like a prayer,

Te vi venir, con esa cara de que el mundo ya te… Con los huevos cargados y la bille… como quien pasea la carne pero no la reparte.

Remaining you desire, departure yo… Unwelcome tidings, yet acceptance… Strong winds assail, high tides th… Duck beneath, find bliss, serenity… Not a mason of walls nor a fence’s…

The days run short I feel the urge to squeeze the min… the silence grows and the emotions… the memories abound and the presen… little tenderness remains

Before skin meets code or perhaps… there’s a pulse. Not electric— but ancient, older than language,

Our gallery of almosts where unfinished poems sleep like… where half-formed ghosts wear crow… where silence and sparks shake han… and call it art.

Te vi venir, con esa cara de que el mundo ya te… Con los huevos cargados y la bille… como quien pasea la carne pero no la reparte.

A steed with metal bind clasped in… A bit I seized as I acquiesced in… To kin in hearth and toil’s endeav… When the opportunity materialized, The purpose awakened,

And a dove arrived with grace, serving as his messenger, its trac… Who dispatched it on its flight, no one knew, or took the right? He teetered on the edge of despair…

En un pequeño pueblo de Tailandia… Un hombre llegó con gran maña, A comprar monos, así sin más, A un dólar por cada cual. Con astucia y gran destreza,