{"id":1221,"date":"2016-10-18T15:46:22","date_gmt":"2016-10-18T13:46:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/?p=1221"},"modified":"2017-09-25T11:30:31","modified_gmt":"2017-09-25T09:30:31","slug":"muerto","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/?p=1221","title":{"rendered":"Muerto"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><!-- @page { size: 21cm 29.7cm; margin: 2cm } P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } --><br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/?attachment_id=782\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-782\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-782\" src=\"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/files\/2016\/03\/piedra-grave-overgrown-en-un-cementerio-52853644.jpg\" alt=\"piedra-grave-overgrown-en-un-cementerio-52853644\" width=\"213\" height=\"160\" srcset=\"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/files\/2016\/03\/piedra-grave-overgrown-en-un-cementerio-52853644.jpg 213w, https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/files\/2016\/03\/piedra-grave-overgrown-en-un-cementerio-52853644-150x113.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 213px) 100vw, 213px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\" align=\"LEFT\"><u><b>Muerto<\/b><\/u><\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">*Eleg\u00eda<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p align=\"RIGHT\"><i>Otro poema para un cuento de fantasmas<\/i><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">El delirio, compa\u00f1ero eterno,<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">arrastra mis cadenas sin reposo<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">para arrojarlas al abismo de la prisi\u00f3n del tiempo.<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">Locura que sufre mi condena<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">en este infierno dantesco.<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">Falta el trapecio para saltar de tus brazos<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">al vac\u00edo y sobrevolar la fosa del silencio.<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">Ocultos, en el averno<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">tus ojos,<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">nuestros pecados,<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">se queman, entre las sombras,<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">para no renacer.<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">Y la sangre en polvo de un dios menor<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">y sus l\u00e1grimas derramadas en una botella<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">sacian la locura y las ganas de morir.<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">Y mientras me ahogo y muero,<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">tu sonrisa y los viejos tiempos<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">me se\u00f1alan al pasear mi condena<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">por este mundo infernal.<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">Y las cadenas que me someten<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">a tu presencia mortal, no se rompen.<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">El abismo terrenal se llena de silencio<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">y tu reflejo me quema por dentro<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">y no me permite ver si el cielo sigue siendo azul<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">o si las estrellas iluminan nuestros pasos<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">o si todo lo que fui sigue igual<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">o si mi cuerpo se pudre en mi deambular<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">hacia la fosa del silencio y del olvido<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">donde me debo liberar.<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">Y sigues sonriendo mientras permaneces a mi lado<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">y se\u00f1alas el camino que debo transitar<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">y yo sigo en movimiento<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">en esta condena<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">en mi tumba<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">sin descanso<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">enterrado.<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">Muerto<\/p>\n<p align=\"RIGHT\">18 de Octubre de 2016<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Muerto *Eleg\u00eda Otro poema para un cuento de fantasmas El delirio, compa\u00f1ero eterno, arrastra mis cadenas sin reposo para arrojarlas al abismo de la prisi\u00f3n del tiempo. Locura que sufre mi condena en este infierno dantesco. Falta el trapecio para saltar de tus brazos al vac\u00edo y sobrevolar la fosa del silencio. Ocultos, en el [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":9590,"featured_media":782,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[366],"tags":[33,28,21,44,5,411],"class_list":["post-1221","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poema","tag-muerte","tag-pena","tag-poema","tag-poema-de-amor-y-muerte","tag-poesia","tag-poesia-mortal"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1221","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/9590"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1221"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1221\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1310,"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1221\/revisions\/1310"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/782"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1221"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1221"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1221"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}