Hacia la Luz, por el amor de Ometeotl

Tuesday, 25 December 2007

el chivo

last night i rode almost to Fort Snelling
freshly-fallen snow on the bike trail was jolly good fun
the first to ride the trail, soft and crunchy, deep
stayed out for 2-3 hrs, heavy going in the deep snow, good workout
moonlit

esta noche vi amores perros denuevo
llore
y llore

rode the greenway earlier today
very slow, wished i had studded tyres, for once (ice and compacted snow)
saw someone walking up ahead
they suddenly were out of sight under a bridge
as i rode past
i saw him(her?) wiping his(her?) arse
between the bridge supports

didn't slow down

flashback to London, around 1990, walking up a ramp to a train station (not the Underground, rather, the overground)
stumbled into a woman staring curiously at a spot on the ground in front of her
i stopped to see what was so interesting
then i realised that she was squatting
and there were rivulets of piss flowing below her

ahem, i think i hear my train approaching

It's been Christmas for 44minutes
melancholy

El Chivo : "Mi hijita, te quiero muchisimo"

but i ride by night
and i travel in fear
that in this darkness i will disappear