a rose is a rose. a film by oskar alegria & santos bregaña
Each morning you leave a rose on someone else’s grave.
You put the flower like a bookmark in an open book and then you go away.
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You look at the bridge from the graveyard. Deep in the distance. Always the bridge.
You scratch your head. And dream of dying on a Saturday. In the afternoon if possible. There.
In a strange town.
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You move with ease past the graves.
Nothing feels more ironic.
Than to slide by the dead in a strange town.
You arrive slowly. You get going again and you slide. You breathe.
You catch a streetcar.
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The car licks the house peelings.
Sweeps the spider webs, and works just like your memory.
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You are alone in a strange town.
In a streetcar that takes you to the graveyard.
A plane crosses the sky and you follow it with your eyes.
Another flies by and you follow it with your desire.
A third plane and you already feel like a castaway.
The strange town is the loved town.
You slide. Seeking the water trail.
Verses remain like whispers in the stone.
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The sun comes and erases everything. Nothing is left behind.
You breathe again.
Suddenly, you seek cover and wait. You wait for the rain and it rains.
You wait for the sun to come out and it does.
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Someone writes and reads your destiny with the same voice.
Your image and the image of the image almost hand in hand.
You breathe and walk. You go back again, and think.
Only the rain works in your dreams. This is the loved town.
Its snake-shaped body is like a sin for your wheels.
Sitting with your eyes closed. You slow your breathing to the minimum.
Each morning you shave to slide better through the town.
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The cold of the blade by the jugular is the best breakfast.
No coffee can match that caress.
You no longer breathe and you pretend to be dead.
You select the barber shops like one picks the gallows.
The strange town loves your wheels.
You breathe.
You love sunny mornings in towns with rivers.
You exit the hotel; walk the streets, you keep an eye on traffic.
Soon you will find a place to shave.
