martes, 18 de noviembre de 2008

[numbers, letters]

If you're not home, where
are you? Where'd you go? What
were you doing when gone? When
you come back, better make it good.
(...)
I can't say who I am
unless you agree I'm real
(...)
I am real, and I can't say who
I am. Ask me if I know, I'll say
yes, I might say no. Still, ask.
(...)
(...) I carry some words,
some feeling, some life in me. My heart is large as my mind
this is a messenger calling, over here, over here, open your eyes
and your ears and your souls; today is the history we must learn
to desire. There is no guilt in love

Amiri Baraka (LeRoi Jones), 1969

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