Soledat/ Be alone

SOLEDAT

Obro la porta. Crido.

Hi ha algú?

Ningú no respon. No em resigno.

Hi ha algú? – Per segona volta.

Com m’esperava, ningú no m’espera. Tanco la porta i l’obro de nou, aquest cop més a poc a poc i il·lusionat (l’actitud també compta). Crido des de la boca-

Hi ha algú?

Des de les cordes.

Hi ha algú?

Des del pit, des de l’abdomen, des del sexe, des del turmell, des del dit més petit de la cama més petita.

Hi ha algú?

No voldria posar-me nerviós. No m’han escoltat bé. Conto fins a cent. Torno a provar.

Hi ha algú?

La resposta és similar. Entro definitivament. Tanco la porta. Men adono que visc sol, fa molt de temps ja. Rellisca la meva esquena, sec a terra, amago el meu cap entre les cames, pregunto per què. Responen les llàgrimes meves:

Estàs amb nosaltres que t’estimem igual.











LONELINESS

I open the door. I shout.

Is someone there?

Nobody answers. I don’t surrender.

Is someone there? – For the second time.

As I hoped, nobody is waiting for me. I close the door and open it back again, this time a bit slower and excited (the attitude also counts). I shout from my mouth.

Is someone there?

From my vocal chords.

Is someone there?

From my chest, from my skin, from my sex, from my nose, from my tinniest toe from the tinniest bed.

Is someone there?

I would not like to get nervous. They have not heard me well. I count to one hundred. I try again.

Is someone there?

The answer is similar. Finally, I enter. I close the door. I realize that I live alone, from a long time ago. Slide my back, I sit on the floor, I hide my head between my legs, asking why.  My tears respond:

- You are with us that we love you the same way.

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