The Excluded Ones

10/11/2006
Disagreements

Already as soon as it hurt. It arrived almost always behind schedule, yes, but never one dared to ask to him from where. Not to find out something that it wanted to hide itself to itself but by gentleness, not to abruptly alter the so fine balance in which their lives were sustained. Who knows with whom it would walk now. Before they had been happy. It does not do so much. How to draw up with a piece of chalk the exact line that indicates the point of flexion of the things: everything slipped little by little towards the worse thing, without haste. A day, perhaps, began to find its less graceful jokes of the habitual thing, another one realized that was less intelligent of which always it had thought, another one discovered it balder. They wanted to be a modern pair and always they decided tacitly that to leave separately from time to time with its respective friends it would not be a problem. What friends, he asked himself, who had been acquiring to the force the habit to speak with the objects that populated their house. Before it read, but to read is bad because sometimes it makes think, so it finished always in front of waiting for it the television set, if it were possible submerged in some program aid of high tension: that managed to maintain it in a state of well-being near the idiotez, that is, to innocence, out of danger temporarily of the martyrdom of the doubts.

Translated by Mozilla from Los Excluidos