360 ticks ago...

Ticks... they fly around, jumping and dancing ....

One tick took me out one night,
to a birthday of somegirl i didnt know,
even though she had a pretty sweet name.

Another tick brought me a message,
which said things i wanted to hear,
which were things i was going to say.

Many ticks later,
i took a tick out on the night,
we talk about things,
about shoes and moons,
about smiles and toons.

360 ticks have gone by.
I keep a pocket full of ticks like those...
i wonder...
do they keep flying and dancing in my pocket?
i think i'll take a peek inside and see.....

Pensamientos Descosidos

Se sentia viejo...
ya no recordaba su edad,
y aunque se sentia maduro,
sentia una vitalidad joven,
refrescante,
que parecia recordarle,
de otros tiempos, no tan lejanos.

No se acordaba cuando empezo la lucha,
pero si del dia que lo llamaron a combatir.
todos los dias trataba de ponerse la mejor ropa,
pero era dificil, pues cada amanecer,
aparecian descosidos nuevos,
durante la mañana daba lo mejor que podia,
todo por coser su ropa.

Salia al campo y veia mucho combatientes,
todos corrian en diferentes direcciones,
todos se parecian a el, sin embargo,
todos eran diferentes.

Al final del dia, volvia a su cama,
se quitaba la ropa, veia los descosidos del dia,
sus manos cansadas suspiraban ante la idea...

se deslizaba en la oscuridad del sueño..
talvez mañana triunfaria...
talvez mañana seria el pensamiento ganador...
talvezzZZ...

the replacements

im gonna go look for a coke,
and get a bottle of water.
im gonna go jump into the ocean,
and land on a river.
im gonna jump real high,
but my feet wont move.
im gonna plant a tree,
and leave with a plastic plant.
im gonna turn on the sun,
and stay feeling cold.

someone should let you know...

Maybe sitting still is a trick we learn,
while we wait for the applause to end,
so we can be still no more.

walking on water

last night we went to the aquarium,
not the real one, the one in my dreams,
it's bigger, and has more fishies.

you were with your camera,
as usual,
i was wearing shoes,
as usual,
but all of a sudden,
something totally unusual happened.

we saw a sea plant,
full of spikes,
as sharp as teeth,
making its way down the pool,
down to a little black square hole,
which the plant was carefully hugging.

the plant gave it teeth too,
and that seemed funny
so you decided to take a picture.

not a normal picture,
that was easy,
instead you decided to walk on water,
on top of the hole,
and slowly fade down,
while i gently waited to pick you back up.

It's one of the most amazing pictures you've taken in my dreams.

Poem from a CPA addict

I like to write,
i like to browse,
i sing at night,
i laugh at cows.

i like to chat,
i like to read,
i'll buy a hat,
i'll eat some bread.

the problem is,
all in a breeze,
i do as i please,
while loosing my keys.

CPA.*
Is it in you?

*mouse over the letters should show the meaning, unless you're running on a dinosaur browser.

not shown in credits...

the guy who passed half-a-sandwich when someone else was hungry,
the random girl who smiled at you on the subway,
the carrot-person who accidently saved the day without knowing it,
an old friend who said the most honest thank-you there is,
and someone-who's-seen-someone-someplace, and left a anonymous note..
and it made all the difference.

A letter that wasn't mine..

Sometimes I lie down, and around,
and think about things,
thinking of how much i still care,
about many things,
about this letter,
never mine to begin with,
and how i miss things,
things i quite never had.

Sometimes my head writes you letters,
sometimes my head sits next to you,
side by side.
Sometimes, this letter im reading,
is mine.

Before you wake up...

Im on top of my mountain-bed,
hanging on a corner,
every morning i open my eyes,
and stare at my cellphone,
lying around,
waiting for, it to ring,
i turn around,
and sing a song,
and wait a while,
for it to ring,
It's become a habbit,
something i do,
to start the day.

Attack from the shadows...

i was looking at the news,
taking my vitamins,
rallying my support for Yoshimi,
when all of a sudden,
from under my desk,
came a misterious dark figure,
it talked about the weather,
and before i knew it,
i was beaten into happyness.

Now i can't help smiling,
when my bones stop hurting.

another moon

Second moon passes,
lights fill the night,
will it shine away,
without purpose,
again?

Last night I had the weirdest dream...

Where everyone told you things you'd like to hear,
where you heard things you liked, not exactly what you wanted,
but problems where solved in reasonable ways,
you were valued for your best behavior,
and everyone knew your worst was just a phase.

maybe the postal service got it right,
maybe we should plan on sleeping in.

today, I had the same weird dream,
where you told me things I loved to hear,
where I didn't hear what I want,
but you said things that made everything better.

please don't wake me, I plan on sleeping in.

Post a secret...

Just thought i'd share some secrets i enjoyed, maybe even share, with the anonymous down at
PostASecret .

when small things happen...

once upon a march morning,
lil' rcp set upon a small,
meaningless task.

the task was simple..
ask a question.
the purpose...
uncertain.
the result...
amazing.

All of a sudden,
lil' rcp is busy,
smiling, thanking people
for their precious,
honest, fun, usefull,
anwsers.

Sometimes,
small,
unrelated,
meaningless things
remind you,

they remind you how
easily something small,
makes you smile.

Small, meaningless Source of all this.