if the rain were to fall
she would wrap around that face like a vine,
liquid arms drop
tenderly as the moon

mais la lune, elle me manque pas.
elle pleut dans le nuit
parce que les nuages
attendrent en bas.

the clouds catching tears of non-passion
release slowly,
caress carefully those faces
not missed above.

ah tu es malade ou quoi? vraiment je peuf pas.

i've been trying to unzip the paper-mache i've slipped into ( Read more... )

Entering a house requires a special silence. I took a last glance into the sky- the stars gleamed, promising an end to subplots.