Life is a joke that keeps moving on my tongue |
Life is a joke that keeps
moving on my tongue
So I told
you a joke.
Not the best
joke in the world, but a good one.
One that is
meant to make you smile.
One with
enough w...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Apr 2009 15:43:00 GMT |
Echoes of red |
Echoes of red
(lizard lounge
12-30-2008)
Echoes of red on the steel.
Golden pistons in a warm envelop of sounds.
The big lady of wood plays with her vocal strings.
Wo...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Apr 2009 15:41:00 GMT |
Boston in my mouth |
Boston in my mouthBoston is not a croissant.And it s not fresh and warm, neither crunchy, nor crispy, or sweet. You can be bitter, Boston.You dont have a golden envelope looking at me by two extremit...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Apr 2009 15:40:00 GMT |
Rainy night in a bar |
Rainy night in a bar
My elbows are going deeper and deeper into the wood of an
anonymous table, stuck against a wall, with its old marks of drunken beverages
as nightly makeup.
...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Apr 2009 15:38:00 GMT |
Love hotel (1) |
Love hotel (1)
I am aloneAnd you are lonelyAnd there is no light coming through the closed curtainsSo we have sexAnd it is better this way
Posted by on Mon, 27 Apr 2009 15:36:00 GMT |
French lesson: is that French? |
French
lesson: is that French?
Again, a big moment of education
literature. For my first lesson, you can check the 30/30 allstars or my
myspace blog (or send me an email, i love to read some...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Apr 2009 15:34:00 GMT |
My new sport shoes and Me |
My new sport shoes and Me
So yeah, I bought these shoes.
Cause the old ones were strongly yawning for being too
tired.
Not for having hit the pavement too often. Not for having...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Apr 2009 15:29:00 GMT |
Rainy night in a bar |
Rainy night in a bar
My elbows are going deeper and deeper into the wood of an
anonymous table, stuck against a wall, with its old marks of drunken beverages
as nightly makeup.
I ...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Apr 2009 15:26:00 GMT |
3-6-5 poetry challenge |
Ok so, i was convinced to be part of the 365 poetry challenge, meaning 365 poems in a year. That s fucking crazy, and i gloriously posted 3 for the moment on this blog the three last actually.I gonna ...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Apr 2009 15:22:00 GMT |
Before the show (the animals in your circus watch a man falling) |
Before the show (the animals in your circus watch a man falling)Your bathroom is a cage, I watch you falling.The narrow walls around, keep you from the outside. The outside still dares to move and s...
Posted by on Thu, 15 Jan 2009 06:55:00 GMT |
