Mundane things

I saw her standing there. Where? In front of the library. A packet of Marlboro Gold in her hand. She was struggling to get the plastic off. Did somebody help her? Is it really help if you enable a person to smoke? But yes, a tall man in his late 20’s with curly brown hair […]

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I’m fighting battles on a thousand fronts Embellisihing them in a thousand fonts Draw the dagger, lift my arm and stride Forwards, going for the kill, nowhere to hide   I’m in the trenches, my new trench coat wet Trying to save the life of a colleague I just met Nothing to eat, nothing to […]

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La souffrance comme ultime instituteur Elle prend, elle apprend, non : elle instruit Elle instruit en malprenant, et moi qui fuis La souffrance comme ultime persécuteur   La souffrance aussi comme sauveur Sanctifiée, elle est noble, voulue Et le labeur des années, foutu La souffrance me dérobe de l’honneur   La souffrance comme sujet d’art moderne […]

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High hopes

With my feet on the dashboard One that’s full, because I hoard One that has a certain draw What happend to high hopes? Clinging to the last straw Although it broke the camel’s back Although it’s just a crack In an otherwise perfect picture An otherwise rageless mixture What happend to high hopes? When given […]

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