Peter Yates. “John And Mary”. 1969
“… Today I died again
I died again
I died today
Today I died again
I died again
I died today…”
“… In Berlin
By the wall
You were five foot
Ten inches tall
It was very nice
Candlelight and Dubonnet on ice…”
En la penumbra de la tarde que declina, en la inconsistencia de la seguridad perentoria de un dormitorio ensombrecido que evidencia la fugacidad de un momento epifánico de existencialidad intangible, inasible, des-eternizada. La vida que se diluye en una presbicia declarada. El fade-out que abre los ojos a la fatal certeza de la pulsación efímera.
“… Today I died again
I died again
I died today
Today I died again
I died again
I died today…”
“… In Berlin
By the wall
You were five foot
Ten inches tall
It was very nice
Candlelight and Dubonnet on ice…”
En la penumbra de la tarde que declina, en la inconsistencia de la seguridad perentoria de un dormitorio ensombrecido que evidencia la fugacidad de un momento epifánico de existencialidad intangible, inasible, des-eternizada. La vida que se diluye en una presbicia declarada. El fade-out que abre los ojos a la fatal certeza de la pulsación efímera.