Author’s note
The Invención begins with what seems to be the last beats of a man’s heart, continues with his last reflections and disquisitions, although everything revolves around the same idea, the longing for compassion in the face of death and the same ideas again. In the end, again the heartbeat, which seems to fade…
The Milonga is a chase in an extraordinary labyrinth. He flees through the narrow corridors of green ligustrine. She chases him. All roads seem the same. At some point the two gasp exhausted without knowing that they are only separated by the green ligustrine. They both look to one side and the other, wondering which way to go. It doesn’t stop looking like a love story. They go back to the beginning and move on.
At some point, the labyrinth takes them through paths that inevitably confront each other and become entangled in a dance… This continuous repetition postpones his death infinitely.
Carlos Wernicke