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About Me

Not sure. Insoluble. I like punishment. Dark nights. Stormy days. Ashes falling on broken light. Everything that seems but is only air. Panic from the attacks. I am often dazed only to be left gazing. For me, nothing is ever certain and I can never tell. I like it when someone leaves me with moisture on my lips, however, volatile skies torment me.

I think to myself that under my lips the words that I speak are but waisted breath. For, when you sleep, I cannot. I am an insomniac. Regret never sends me a reply. Alone and alone let us find sweeter words.

Why those questioning eyes anyway? Mirror after mirror always looking for a face. This face you see might well be mine, but more likely, it is one that is entangled in my hair

My Interests

Trembling. Coquetry. Nothing but craving.

I'd like to meet:

Your bones, your veins. Empty your ink.

Music:

The Raconteurs. Neil Young. The Yeah Yeah Yeahs. The Velvet Underground. The Clash. PJ Harvey. M. The White Stripes. The Dirt Bombs. Patti Smith. Beth Orton. Muddy Waters. Rolling Stones. Ben Harper.

Movies:

Midnight Cowboy. Amelie. One Flew Over The Cookoo's Nest. Pie. City of God.

Television:

Can't sit still for long enough.

Heroes:

Banana Man.

My Blog

L'oiseau

As I walk across the valley,I hear a bird singing in its nest,Above for the Gods,And below for hope.
Posted by Juju on Tue, 22 May 2007 07:20:00 PST

A Sad Lover

I am well cured from that illness,Sometimes I can be unsure,But for the time being I live to dream,And when I think of things,Where it is that I come from and the places that I have been,I could have ...
Posted by Juju on Sun, 20 May 2007 12:15:00 PST

Closed Heart

Shame to the one that caused you betrayal,That made you lose reason,Shame to the voice and the smile,That corrupted your eyes,Shame to the youth and the charm,That made you lose hope,And taught you ho...
Posted by Juju on Sun, 20 May 2007 12:06:00 PST

Ma Belle

Nothing becomes nothing without there ever having been a something. And no-one is someone without there being anyone else. For there to be a heaven there has to be a hell. The sky was red. The sun was...
Posted by Juju on Fri, 04 May 2007 04:47:00 PST

The Apple Thief

The buildings were all lined up like soldiers. Unthreatening, as time had worn off them. The doors had aged along with the residents. Not much moved. An old lady - the bag lady. She's a quiet o...
Posted by Juju on Thu, 03 May 2007 04:03:00 PST

Let Her Lie Naked In The Scent Of Her Skin

At night, the birds in the trees scream and talk of exile and adventure. Jane lies there in silence and secret. With her doubts weighing down on her, she feels heavier than a wet dog. Nothing in life ...
Posted by Juju on Wed, 02 May 2007 09:11:00 PST

Time's Disfiguring Touch

With the spring already under our feet,It seems that you might have put me somewhere,Where everything that is bad,Is pressed into the mud,Trampled into the forgotten.You may have wanted to spit in my ...
Posted by Juju on Mon, 30 Apr 2007 12:52:00 PST

I Think Of You

With the life lines on her hand,She could count the settings of the sun, The stories she whispered to the ear of the night,The voyages of her tongue,And the slamming of doors.With the life lines on he...
Posted by Juju on Sat, 28 Apr 2007 03:27:00 PST

Empty And Silent

I waited for the summer and for its flies to return. With it, slowly the night advanced, deep and with grandeur. Only a small hostile light fell from the sky. I caught it and walked towards it. Withou...
Posted by Juju on Thu, 26 Apr 2007 09:13:00 PST

The Others

The coolness of the night walks me back home. I feel weak. My knees hurt. Pain is now winning. I start to talk to the night as it is only its silence that withstands my efforts. Next to life's memory,...
Posted by Juju on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 08:26:00 PST