{"id":500,"date":"2015-11-15T14:59:25","date_gmt":"2015-11-15T13:59:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/?p=500"},"modified":"2015-12-27T22:39:39","modified_gmt":"2015-12-27T21:39:39","slug":"suenos","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/?p=500","title":{"rendered":"Sue\u00f1os"},"content":{"rendered":"

Sue\u00f1os <\/u><\/span><\/p>\n

Caminos que no tienen final<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00e1rboles sin hojas en una primavera infernal<\/span><\/p>\n

p\u00e1jaros que lloran entre los \u00e1rboles<\/span><\/p>\n

insectos suicidas manejando una bomba sin amonal<\/span><\/p>\n

pesadillas que derrumban Titanes<\/span><\/p>\n

Alucinaciones que emanan de la cama<\/span><\/p>\n

sexo anal en los arrabales.<\/span><\/p>\n

Sue\u00f1os que son gigantes<\/span><\/p>\n

Gente bailando en las azoteas<\/span><\/p>\n

luces sin sombra en callejones sin nombre<\/span><\/p>\n

pol\u00edticos difamando por la ma\u00f1ana<\/span><\/p>\n

y asesinando por las noches.<\/span><\/p>\n

Ian Curtis recitando poemas inmortales.<\/span><\/p>\n

Prensa sin noticias de \u00faltima hora<\/span><\/p>\n

palabras de sangre.<\/span><\/p>\n

Letras que se desangran<\/span><\/p>\n

en un nuevo texto de Open Office<\/span><\/p>\n

Sildavia encontrada en los mapas<\/span><\/p>\n

nueva mentira capitalizada.<\/span><\/p>\n

Pesadillas que derrumban Titanes<\/span><\/p>\n

Familias que pierden su trabajo<\/span><\/p>\n

los chicos que ya no juegan a la pelota<\/span><\/p>\n

las chicas que pierden el control escuchando la radio<\/span><\/p>\n

que dejaron de ser yonquis de amor<\/span><\/p>\n

entre los soportales.<\/span><\/p>\n

Sue\u00f1os que son gigantes.<\/span><\/p>\n

Amy Whinehouse ya no canta poemas rotos<\/span><\/p>\n

veneno que emana de los carruajes<\/span><\/p>\n

Janis Joplin haciendo coros<\/span><\/p>\n

en la ciudad de los tubos contaminantes <\/span><\/p>\n

Barrenderos que no barren<\/span><\/p>\n

despertadores que ya no suenan.<\/span><\/p>\n

La madre que ya no besa <\/span><\/p>\n

a un cr\u00edo que llora en la lejan\u00eda.<\/span><\/p>\n

Un perro que ladra desesperado<\/span><\/p>\n

a gatos que no se esconden y se acicalan.<\/span><\/p>\n

Sexo l\u00e9sbico entre las s\u00e1banas<\/span><\/p>\n

Sue\u00f1os que son gigantes.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Sue\u00f1os Caminos que no tienen final \u00e1rboles sin hojas en una primavera infernal p\u00e1jaros que lloran entre los \u00e1rboles insectos suicidas manejando una bomba sin amonal pesadillas que derrumban Titanes Alucinaciones que emanan de la cama sexo anal en los arrabales. Sue\u00f1os que son gigantes Gente bailando en las azoteas luces sin sombra en callejones […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":9590,"featured_media":501,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[366],"tags":[47,152,147,155,50,150,145,49,153,151,21,148,128,149,32,146,154],"class_list":["post-500","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poema","tag-abandono","tag-amy-whitehouse","tag-arrabal","tag-contaminantes","tag-curtis","tag-gente","tag-gigantes","tag-ian","tag-janis-joplin","tag-pesadillas","tag-poema","tag-recitar","tag-sangre","tag-sexo-anal","tag-suenos","tag-titanes","tag-tubos"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/500","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=500"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/500\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":502,"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/500\/revisions\/502"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/501"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=500"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=500"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/laostiaputapoetica.noblogs.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=500"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}