Modern gestures

She continues looking at the picture for a while that I consider to be too much and then she looks at me lazily, without expression, as if it was the millionth time that someone recommend the nicotine patches to her.

Talking over my head

At this moment I am speaking about someone (I don't remember whom)

...He has been a great one … well … a great artist …, is one of my, how should I say it … - I clear my throat and look at the floor fixedly, a few drawings done by children, I guess, and try to remember something, then I  look towards ahead and pass a hand through my hair and feel it softly and docile - I would like a bloody mary, I'm thinking -, and then, going to the journalist, who looks at at me trying to smile (and because of that I could not avoid notice her perfectly straight and white teeth) - do you know Sol LeWitt?, he has experienced very interesting things, I believe that it is original enough, he has a very concrete and clean style, as an architect, and, well, you know, he's a phenomenal guy...

City comment

Like for any street (an avenue, a dirt track, a boulevard), I stop in a semaphore, the cars passes, there is someone who crosses in another corner, I'm looking at the shop windows, the showcases, there are so many things that could be bought. In fact, I believe that I have lost the notion of time. And probably someone wins with it, with this my non-time here and now (and this is something typically "civil"). Even, also, I might be walking along any city, the cartels arrange in several languages; this one is a cosmopolitan and enormous city. And there are propagandas and business and digital clocks hanging of the buildings. Later I get lost between a foreign crowd.

Probable

... Or probably the body is the redoubt of the philosophy, probably everything diminishes to an immeasurable and ugly mask that laughs at a hypothesis with Men's body...

Faceless body

It was a freezing night when I first saw a faceless body (a girl, a woman, something like a human)
quiet, bored, depressed (scary, unmentionable, unforgettable)
searching in the sky nothing to find (black infinity)
and an interstitial sound opened it and from that all the tears came.