⏄"Sin Retorno Parte 2" ⏄ No return 2nd Part - Story by @yusaymon
participaba en protestas y en partidos politicos aleatorios
se ganaba la vida cortando el césped de un vecindario
en una zona calurosa de Trackinsdel.
Harry no pudo olvidar la escena de el ojo atravesado
por esa bala implacable... hacia su amada.
con sus lentes tipo lupa y su camisa de cuadros diseño de ajedrez
"aquí esta tu vaso de agua tenemos un problema"
"y debes recordar que fue lo que pasó con exactitud"
se respiraba un olor a incienso barato en esa oficina
de esos que te hacen pensar en brujería...
"Por favor Doctor, déjeme ir a casa"
era un atardecer gris y Harry caminaba por la calzada
contemplando su anillo de matrimonio..
a su casa a comerse sus panes predilectos
"MALDITOS, gatos de mierda" sacudió la mano
y con un dolor intenso se cansó...
"Dios mio ayúdame"
olia a queso añejado y no se bañaba
Harry tirado frente al computador ponía a sonar
un híbrido de emociones
de gratos recuerdos con su amada
pero volvía esa tristeza iracunda
"9:00 pm La rueda de la fortuna ha llegado"
el T.V sonaba y se mezclaba con la pieza
mientras la luz de el microondas se
hacia de antorcha en la oscuridad absoluta de su habitación.
la cuadra "Debo seguir adelante"
"tomaré unas cervezas en nombre de mi amada!!"
entre luces de colores la gente bailaba en aquel bar de mala muerte
mientras el saboreaba el amargo sabor de una cerveza bien fría
Harry prendia un cigarrillo
sin poder ver bien, solo admiraba en las siluetas
una mujer parecida a su difunta esposa
"WOW que hermosa mujer"
Participated in protests and in random political parties
He made a living by cutting the lawn of a neighborhood
In a warm area of Trackinsdel.
Harry could not forget the scene of the pierced eye
By that relentless bullet ... to his beloved.
With his lenses magnifying glass type and his plaid shirt design chess
"Here is your glass of water we have a problem"
"And you must remember that it was exactly what happened"
There was a smell of cheap incense in that office
Of those that make you think of witchcraft ...
"Please Doctor, let me go home"
It was a gray sunset and Harry was walking down the driveway
Contemplating his marriage ring..
To your house to eat your favorite breads
"DAMN, fucking cats" shook his hand
And with intense pain he got tired ...
"God help me"
he smelled of aged cheese and did not bathe
Harry lying in front of the computer sounded
A hybrid of emotions
Of grateful memories with his beloved
But that angry sadness returned
"9:00 pm The Wheel of Fortune has arrived"
The T.V sounded and mixed with the piece
While the microwave light is
Towards torch in the absolute darkness of his room.
The block * "I must go ahead" *
- "I will have some beers on behalf of my beloved !!"
Between colored lights people danced in that bar of death
While savoring the bitter taste of a cold beer
** ⏄ **
Among sweaty women and their acid odor
Harry was lighting a cigarette
Without being able to see well, only admired in the silhouettes
A woman similar to his late wife
"WOW what a beautiful woman"
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