Why Do I Get Wet When I Sleep With Undies

Poemas de José María Fonollosa

Spring Street

Do not give me stories.
that life is something spiritual and therefore, higher
spiritual goods.

That being helpful, caring for sick
theater, painting, books, music,
sports, movies, the big money ...
to fill the mind delights.

I explain children's stories.

The supreme delight is the orgasm.
The rest are just slight signs, poor
hints of pleasure one gets
sleeping with girls

and ejaculating in them as a god. For others such tastes
side.
For me intense pleasure: women.

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Wooster Street

not noticed me, but on the other
when we met.
looked at me coldly indifferent and then
lively conversation with others.

Houses do not know the pick
to gnaw its foundation some day.
not know the exact location
rain that falls, clinging to its high cloud.

adult I long and was patient.
you I was clever. I was nice.
your whims and downs endured
flatter while steadfastly.

And one day you discover that your name
know if my mouth
gently put it on your lips.
you stopped that day to take care of others.

I did not notice you, but on the other
since you love me. And I look
coldly indifferent and then
animated conversations with each other. ***

26. The awakening is like having slept
months in this uncomfortable bed.

next to me turns a woman.
sleeping soundly. No smiles.

look at the clock. Five minutes to four.
Not pretty. Not young. How could I sleep with her
best
if I rejected before? I get up.

had to be drunk.
yet another day lost, wasted. As always.

seen me in silence and leave
she still dormant. A little hoarse.

In "Destruction of the morning"

* José María Fonollosa: A English poet known for its unique quality, born in Barcelona (1922-1991) .

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---------------- Painting women Ladder (1925) - Oscar Schlemmer
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