cristian troncoso
southern seagull
It so happens that the mattress is empty today and the bed is unmade light has come but you are gone I just thought you were here but you were not so I shrouded the footsteps you left in the air and clang to the shadow reflected on the wall then I read some invisible words you wrote on the floor and in time you are outside the world Think once then twice before you pretend you know what to say grab the sound of wind and follow the flight of seagulls that go to the south I will hang some sings on a fence I will burn some wood by a lake until I comprehend that perhaps it is not too bad to be hit by a feast if it makes you strong and teaches you how to forget You know I will leave it all behind if you tell me to I won't be waiting for you by the sea the sea you already dry you better go with the seagull I won't be waiting for you by the sea the sea you already dry the sea you already dry