Playing with vices 

I leave my home 

And I jump to my death, 

I go far from your 

Eyes as I repeat the play. 

Always wondering too much 

Never knowing what I want,

I think I’m meant to be lonely 

I feel love right now in its bigger 

State, but I still push you further. 

I’ve never thought I could love 

So when you came into my home,

I broke my neck as I looked to the moon 

Whispering poems about my lost faith;

And then you came

Claiming your place. 

Is the moon big enough for both of us? 

Are you really truthful in your path? 

I drink from my whiskey 

As you sip your wine,

We look at the stars 

As the night began, 

I drown in smoke

As you feel left off. 

Don’t fall for me 

As I’m someone to leave, 

Don’t look into my eyes 

And tell me little lies 

Cause those are the ones 

I consider to be too much. 

Don’t leave me

In this miserable living, 

I’m giving everything 

Just to keep it going. 

No one will love you like I do 

Cause I’m too broke for you;

The constellations keep shining 

Even after a sad ending. 

A hundred and three women

​Someone once told me 

That he had sex with a hundred women, 

A hundred and three 

To be completely honest. 

Between beers and white sock whisky

I asked faithfully, 

‘did you love any of them? ‘

‘ I don’t even remember their names 

They were all one-night stands 

Setting up wasn’t even a chance’

And straight up 

he drank all his wine. 

As I ordered another 

For the little man sitting 

Right besides me, 

I asked myself the same question;

All those late-night two-weeks long parties 

Those crazy partners 

Those sick nights of sex 

Love, poetry and whiskies 

Were they worth it? 

Was I better? 

Did I love any of them? 

I do think I loved every single women I touched 

Even if sex never happened 

Even if it was all pure humanism, 

But was I bad for not reaching for more? 

Or that was the deal

In a bottle of whisky sealed? 

Truth is, I love every single woman 

They all have poetry inside 

And poetry calls me down every time. 

So, I ordered again 

And here we became friends 

As the clock gave five 

And time, as women, had us tied up. 

Jackie boy

Oh Jackie boy
Show me how to live
Making it worth to breath.
I am a succession
Of small victories
And big defeats.
Show me the way
To completely forget her,
My queries, please, erase
Make them fade away.
Oh, Jackie boy
Show me the door
To a different world,
Like in my childhood dawns.
Light my cigarette
And make a wish
Maybe tomorrow
That world will exist.
All these nights we’ve been through
Filled with poison words
And fakes smiles,
‘This coffee smells so bad’,
‘I just want it to die.’
Jackie boy, Jackie boy,
Fill my drink
Make me think
About something less ill,
Let her out of my world,
And, please, make this rhyme
To her name be the last.

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