¿Dónde te has metido, Javier Gallego?


「Oh Raphael. Guardian angel. In love and crime | all things move in sevens. Seven compartments | in the heart. The seven elaborate temptations. | Seven devils cast from Mary Magdalene whore | of Christ. The seven marvelous voyages of Sinbad. | Sin / bad. And the number seven branded forever | on the forehead of Cain. Cain, the first inspired man. | The father of murder and desire. But his was not | the first ecstasy. Consider his mother.

Eve's was the crime of curiosity. As the saying | goes: it killed the pussy. One bad apple spoiled | the whole shot. But be sure, it was no apple. | An apple looks like an ass. It's fags' fruit. | It must have been a tomato. | Or better yet, a mango. | It bit. Must we blame her? Abuse her? | Poor sweet bitch. Perhaps there's more to the story. | Think of Satan as some, some stud. | Maybe her knees were open. | Satan snakes between them. | They open wider, | snakes up her thighs, | rub against her clit her for a while. | She shudders her first shudder | pleasure pleasure garden. | Was she sorry? | Are we ever girls? | Was she a good lay? | God only knows.」

*Patti Smith, años 70.
*Seventh Heaven. St. Mark's Church, New York City. Patti Smith, 25.12.1971.

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