A common flu named the blues

Sneaky sneaky blues, a little bird told on you
Sneaky Sneaky blues, you`re my common flu
starts with a sneeze, feels like a feverish freezing heat,
wakes every hair in my skin
my shivering body turns pale
my st st st stu stuttering speech avoids the crowd
An achy head, in an aching body, with an aching heart
resumes my soul in the oblivious world
that awaits me under the sheets of my bed
where every dream  turned into mere unreachable desire
Sneaky Sneaky blues that comes like an annual flu
that comes nicely attached to my Christmas
And deepens its blue, paralyzing cold
like a frost bite
slowly necroses the souls
of those who are infected
with the common flu named the blues.
Sneaky sneaky blues, there`s a cure for you
Like a vaccine, an antithesis, an anti flu
1 tsp of opportunity, 1 cup of  friends and a whole plate of family
which makes a hot soup love a banquete of unbreakable hope
Its like looking through a sort of glass-like mirror
were every medicine you need you already posses
And its expiration date is not a number
but a symbol ∞


Maybe I should just take a hot shower and shake it off...

Must be an ectopic pregnancy...

As I was walking my dog, Ms. Makeba, this morning I was struck with an unnoticed reality. Skies blue, with some cotton-like clouds and some rays of light piercing through the trees while dancing to the sinchronized rythmic humming of the wind. And while going into my Enya-Valija Gitana-meditative-mantra-Pure Moods kinda like trance thinking of caracoles, feathers, hummus, Fresh- Mart, paprika a sudden interruption... "Mira, hey como estas?" in a very friendly voice. When I looked to my left I notice the entrance guard was waving at me, one of those so-called "guardias de palito". She was sitting in her chair like Jabba the Hut, so I waved back at her. Then... sunddenly possesd by the devil.. she said " So, hey... Are you pregnant (while rubbing her belly). And I suddenly went into this retarded-mental-diarreah state and looked at Makeba, Makeba at me, I looked at the guard again... and then at Makeba and Makeba at me... "Ahh no no, no creo que ella este embarazada.". This I said looking at Makeba, who was looking at me like..." No mija, la gorda eres tu. Giiiirl you fat!!." Entonces la guardia said "No no, tu. Que si tu estas embarazada?" A sudden akwardness took ovber my body and in my mind (what the hell!! Who do you think you are, you are the one whos fat. Tu eres la que pareces pre~a. Es mas que pre~a, que te pareces a Chewbacca, stuped. Don`t call me fat again, don`t you dare). Obsviously, trying to maintain posture and politness I went " Oh oh no no no, de veras paresco embarazada?" And then stupidly she went again, while rubbing her belly "Si pareces como..." (Don`t you say it again I`ll kick your asss, dont you dare.) So to break the akwardness, the best instrument is making a joke "Oh ja ja ja ja (pendeja) eso significa that I have to workout more and work with my abs, ja ja ja ja (gorda estupida)."