Friday, September 18, 2009
What Does The Inside Of A Vergina Look Like?
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Bedding With Peace Signs
us s e are writers in crisis in Beverly Hills and
après nous
the deluge that we avoid the idioms to be able to say nothing
that if we said what we all really comes to mind
people not to fish ever best aquariums in the mediocre
otherwise be caught once would have died
and that you would have to go through all the times you've sung
while I was passing as
Amarcord in our eyes
across the river and a fireplace
and yet our eyes to get lost in the Musée d'Orsay
we should be photographed before entering and then leaving
to see what effect it makes art
us who have reached the island by swimming there
only to see her and then say others that there
that if we really believe that there may be something better
we changed so many pairs of sleeves
and instead we find ourselves in three years
dressed alike with his neck the golden age
because emotions do not stop
but people continue to knock on doors
not giving us shots that are so low that touches
to crouch
and I receive that asks only to be collected as
cherry falling without knowing where
maybe for October rots
not even know how that chemistry
I've always understood little
Crazy Forbut the colors of the tables of the elements
time has fled also on earth
the land that is hell devils stupid
and who knows really how it should be
time
to be decent
poor
you and us that we can dress grunge because we are beautiful so the same
that we dress in black to erase the commas in the past and not to stumble over
eclectic
us that if it was not for Cicero did not even know the word
but I believe that I can afford without
that I was just a perfect evening
by squaring your circle
that now intersect with a
line through P perpendicular to our parallel lives
that we wanted to destroy Carthage as
just because our house lacked salt.
Friday, September 4, 2009
Cover Letter It Director
no one has ever mistaken
us to have requested only the worst errors
we subscribe to contributory negligence
to be secure when we have reason
but also the light in dark corners jumped
and you are no longer you at the center of the camera obscura
survive on the outskirts
like the gypsies in caravans without electricity
and lose the look of the pockets
looking for an even shorter horizon
that today's eyes burn with matches
then lift it up and find themselves contemplating the infinite
but we We have already cleared the heads and hearts filled
and we've stuffed so much
will resist less and less
and we will try to resolve them so your paradoxes
in empty heads that there's more room to move
and building piers in the water, linking the minds of sand
hate us closely to be able to kill more when we have need
open windows and hang on your wall
that we do not go on holiday this summer
August is the coldest month of ' years
the ice covers the installation and things
and I will survive only through the Alps
to try to win and then die malaria
without being watched a little 'in the eyes
to die of blindness that we need more time
and we prefer the words of tomorrow
not even know now what we say
tomorrow I go well with the hammer
for expensive nail driven
I will pay attention to who will remember return
and will try to download as the pen of a poet
so then it works the same way.