Propceia Side Affects

Rodney MONTOYA ROJAS

bio-biblio: Born in La Paz on February 1, 1981. A graduate of the School of Communication at the Literary Group UMSAMiembro "The Nobodies" Co-host of radio program "La Morada del Olvido" issued by Wayna Tambo101.7 fm.

Publications: National Magazine No 2, December 2004Los Nobodies, Ediciones Wayna Tambo, December 2005Revista of mules, owls and other clerks, No 3, Ediciones Uyarik Aru. Cuzco - Peru November 2005Revista Madrigal No. 7, Sweden 2005 Digital Magazine # 8 Words More www.palabrasmas.org .

poems

1. Main

Making it invisible to the wind shadow Thought
redeemed
Among the ruins of the bodies.
sky My soul without
And my
Magnetic wingless flight to land at the seriousness of the facts. Death
around. Agonies
predecessors
of blood and silence. Redemption
October Revolution Sacrifice

Liberation.
see how I return it to you twice

Invisible incomplete but
Nameless shadow
But a sign

I.
I was happy listening
This
AM radio interference which only offers. Nothing equals

At the sound of forgetfulness.
When I get to turn off her voice


Silence becomes shy in her cooing.

II.
Formerly

In another life In another
I was probably forgetting
A stuffed crow

Who lived an old Victrola
Listening
My body is a pendulum

(Rocks in silence)
And from the center of its axis

Time Pale and cold


slowly collapses

To die in my throat
(At last I am free From the air
Let me caged
)
My shadow
dies slowly suffocated as I


You may have survived to the endless night
the belly of the whale
You could have owned your
Will / and your bone structure floating castle
But
Jonah ran away the first yawn

To fill your
feet from blisters and spit out the truth

In the land of demons.

Today I see the sea of \u200b\u200bmodernity
Dirty

memories and empty I do not think anything has served to
Your sacrifice
But I envy you

At least you've met what was
A whale.
naked Adam Roam 1

And things appoints
(baptized
A
shadows that inhabit this garden). Tomorrow
Smiling at the Sunset

Lanzaro
eternal rock of silence
As
launches a mirror blasphemy
E
go in search of an apple. I have wanted to condemn

My humanity
into the abyss This city
unspeakable