Sunday, December 16, 2007

Plasma sérum

Véronique marie

Bière tango limonade

Panache

Coke et bière

Mazout

Aimant à tire fesse

J'apprends

Questions pour un champion

Abrasive à grains fins

Sophie ma louloutte

Mon arsouille

La morbac

Saturday, December 15, 2007

A smart one

Do you sway?

Pay cash

Lemon sanitizer

Last round

Last call

Lemons and olives

In a jar

Ode to Michaux

We don’t need no education

Smoke screen

Imagination is the key

Cultive ton jardin seriously and respect its unicity

Your stupidity is relative and toxic

Floating cork or jelly fish equals vague a l’ame

Look at your Ancestors, realize there is no progress

Peace, indifference to building is Theravada

Freezing is a painless death

Kittens have no fear, they claw at everything

Thirst is a Touareg pride

You cannot master and you have a long, long way to go

Skiing in shit’s crevasse without a paddle was Gaston Rebuffat

Arctic melts by its fore head

Laziness is not the search for temps perdu

What you let go to waste is lost energy due to staring at your self

The dam of self knowledge leaks incessantly

The belief in movement and progression leads to burn out

Feelings have nothing to do with the science of my Father

Cruelty of the great Inca civilization, in the name of what?

Look at your minds inner chamber dear A.Artaud

The arrival of UFOs will kill the rational, the logical and all forms of reasoning

Thinking means walking amongst the trees, not under them

Seize it fast before it’s too late, atrasado hombre!

You don’t have enough of a lifetime to screw it all up

Snake eating dog fills with baking powder

Mineralogy, trees and Indians abound galore

Depression is being contagious to one’s self

Are you prepared for inner division? Not at all, it both invades and distracts me

Brain filler is a passage as well as many narrow doors

Night in a stone as hard and as smooth as can be

The answer my friend is blowing in the wind

Indigent is indigested

Avoid family predators – save your only soul

Relationships are a commodity, is it that simple?

Should you flounder then choose the manner and place?

Masked you come out of the lake like the mushrooms from the bottom

Multiplicity leads to small and larger cowardice

Give harmony to your deterioration, time give me time, is on your side

Choose your Lucifer, Skipper guardian of the pyramid

Just unsure, you understand?

Night of dawn

You’ve seen it all

Cry the tears

Separation

The child stays

We go into frays

The salsa hurts

Of birds who swoon

Soon to end

Or start

All over again

Forget the wind

Mind your side

Find a way

To appease

It please

Say I may

Cry again

To atone

To attain

The inner shield

Reach and run

For the vast field

Away from lines

And to the curve

Or cure

Tea for ever

Just pink and thank you

Ran away

Laughter for you too

Everywhere

Life was a party

Now I’m here today

Survivor of all odds

You need to choose

Fools just stay

In dismay

To croon

Hide your wallet

Smoke a fag

School boy, make a way

And split

Saturday, December 8, 2007

Here to stay

Hypo and mania

Are back again

Two old friends

Bring words together

That sing.

Tomorrow, just then,

We will see what I flee

The creed and need to plant

The seed of a new totem.

See,

It won’t end

Not here, nor then

Anyway.

Cash register satisfaction

The need to write, all it’s might

The music all around

Love clicks and fills the space

Clapping hands, flapping wings

They’re gone to stay

Laughter surrounds

Smokes and ristretos

The amstel runs

I cough, I think

Brazilian aromas

Float so sweet

We will always meet

Almost, anyways.

A kriek to pray

They came

I did not see

With mugs he posed

For me to see

The bar was salty

All around

Bars have no taste

They’re mostly a waste

Just to write with haste

Cherry taste

Wash it down

And hit the town

With dismay

Pretty one

My hands can hide me

Just a while

But just enough to flee

So you won’t see

No, Sophie

I hurt you so

You feel my deeds

Even though I lie

And cry just to sigh

Salty tears

I fear

Tired inner self

A magic wand and singing band

Completely out of hand that ran away

From fires and esteem

It’s to be seen

At sea again

The kinky savvy of it all

Save my Mercedes

Of a soul

Brothers of flowers

Showers cross

My patch

In the aftermath

Darting eyes

Fly to see

With glee

For all to see

My hurricane of bunny men

Who went away

I say

Fears away

The golden bag

Holds a box for you

Saskia love

Inside the cloud

A praying fairy

Puts your nightmares,

Your aching tummy,

And all scares.

Close the box and let her pray

All those fears away

Sleep tight this night

The apple of my heart

Nachos

Set the fire

Cover up the

Kaleidoscope

Eyes or not

Does she see?

Up the glass

Her beige sweater

He hides her away

And so does she

Escounds herself

Shoulder bag and all

She walks away

Blue eyes and fringe

Visions of little boots

Are all there’s left.

The madder father

Hour glass and narrow smile

Hypo night

No fright

No fight

Inner,

Outer,

Space.

Just the flame

All the same.

Rain

Fans and pans

Vines and pines

The cries grow near

Fear of pain

All the same

Smoke and coffee

And a lot of laughter about matter

A child is born upon me

To see

So beautiful

She fled the light

My hand to shield the lamp

Baby you smiled

I say

Inner beauty

At first sight

So small, so gorgeous

And mighty

So strong at night

Cuba

He had a beard

And smoked cigars

Or weed

His laugh was gravely

And he had the savvy

To give and shake your hand

With warmth and might.

Tattoo and sight

She wore a bonnet

And a white gown

A siren on her arm

Black hair and

Skin so fair

She leaned aside

I caught a glimpse of a smile

For just a while

Fairy tales start aso

Cash is not the flash

Only hands with light fingers

Will stir my heart

Sophie

Tired poet

Eyes to see

I hear you near

Yet so far

Away you go

I let you float

Away to see

If love can float

But it just can’t

It ain’t no boat

It’s life, it ain’t a toy

To play with.

Mushrooms that swoon

Mexican Tabasco

Avoids tomato fiascos

Win the race

Without a trace or heat

Create an inner shelter

Open the jar

Set your foot in the door

To see, to glimpse

Shortly at the fire

A red wine fell in the wind

And since I’m blind

Only you can see the glee

Too slow

She said

The surge is right

The consequences fly

By and wind

Thoughts are slow to come

And long to heal

Words I cannot even say

Just stay and stay

Sour they turn

But feelings anew

Feelings like edelweiss

Pierce the snow

Biting edge

Anywhere

Surprisingly

Resilient

The smarter ashes

Unbutton please

Lay down the glass

The draught runs dry

I try to see

Your little breasts

A glimpse would do

I promise you

Belt those pants

Tight black sweater

Button up

Tiger feet

Run away

Ashes in the sink

Red water

Doesn’t matter

Too tall to stay

Bicycle cameras

Just faster go

See the reflecting light

Of the bridge over waters

And greater peppers

Salty waters

Don’t freeze the juice

Of golden hands

The smarter feathers

Float away, away

A Swan a dying

The fish and all

It’s very small

And sometimes grey

To know remorse

Is not to understand

The hungry wolf

Prowling at bay

Who, in a nick in time

Bites his prey

Surrender, surrender

Birds of prey

See it all

Little rodents and us all

Down here low

Little living spots

For vultures eagles

Feathers of our ancestors

Who come and pray

And grow old

Without remorse

For the day that comes

Slowly rises

Patience makes life longer

So does wandering

Barefoot, preferably so.

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

The gypsy

Everything seemed under control

Till i met the rom

The gypsy girl, I mean

She told me off

A real tzigane

Twenty or so

And free as a bird

A lark would do

A real one that roams around

Catches you inside

And mirrors floating

Powdered nose

Eyes aglow

She had a golden tooth

And was an hour glass

Short sight

The Rumanians came in

Chased from her clan

Her father squandered in Berlin

Sister dancer, flamenco I believe

Arsa, con dios !

Carolina de Buenos Aires

Remember me

Jan of Ross in 96

Fondled his ass

Astray, astray

The saying says

Treat well the rom

The people of the song lines

The people of the voyage

And nothing bad can happen to you

Farewell, the trip goes on

For caravans slowly creep

Amongst canals

And wet fields of early morn with dew

I raise my hat

And promise I’ll go

And never turn back.

Art of surgery and deceit

Drops of blood

Blood of fields

Bloody root

Moody foot and rot

Flying rime

Jumping gigolo

Failed priest

Constant memory

Black stallion

Bird face

Burning ass

Smoking gun

Titus minus

Chanting horizon

Three eyes

Crocked arrow

Sun flower

Morning star

Buffalo bill

Sitting bull

Wounded Knee

Big nose

Geronimo

Dancing buffalo

Straight arrow

Black balls

I want to meet he lot

Amélie

Poulain

Moresmo

Nothond

Kim

Bassigner

Cleijsters

Sung

Ode to Michaux

Plume et les critures

Hunting and fleeing the shadows

Slow slow down

I bent the shadows

Tom lit the cover

Lie down low

Spy’s stealthy training

To infiltrate the enemy

The pornographers

That kill the net

And kids

The mission is mine

I need the training

Sunday, December 2, 2007

***

Machines for men

Need design by women

Dernier salon ou on cause

Unité 21

Poplar tree

Mystery

Chevalier templier

Flagrant délit de délire

Vampire and blood sucker and chauve Souris

Los hombres son enamorados

De otros hombres y no de mujeres,

Tienen miedo.

Piensa con su phallus

O con su cabeza

Pero no con su corazon

Tom i need a cover, a banana split

Tom! The new world order is on its way

High surveillance

Against outside

Code name 024301

Last number

First on danger list

Bourne id I am

Safe at last

Room 214

Divine harmony

St Luc division two

High risk mental illness

***

I do not care

I cannot fare

Another night

Unfair the affair

Without you and me,

Fighting

Crying

Buying

For our love untold

Just on hold

Ready to break,

Ready to make

Break out and shout

The fires of

Desires

The sight

Of might of mites

Of mights

Peut être

Peu être

Peu mettre

Le fou en joue

Ton callipyge

Of near

Desires of

Fire on fire

I cry, I fry,

I pray to you

My religion

Your creation

Stories of old

Cremation

Burn, burn, unturn

And turn around

Go away, flee my way

Next time, new time

Neutrons, Newton

Total attraction

Friction

Mixture miss

Your body all

Anew, askew, so few

Feverish in a twist

Of misty moon

So soon, so soon

You swoon and go

I know

I trust you

I trust, you must

Go elsewhere

To see, to fetch

A better man

Not so funny

Not so crazy

Just more sane

When you call my name

Yours is Christina

That’s all in all

I know, so slow

You go

To where, to who?

And I don’t care

I just hope

You don’t touch

Your underwear

Jealousy is unfair

Little brittle and fickle

So I don’t care

What you do and undo

Two nights tomorrow

Perhaps one

We will fray and

To music of Jamaica

And lap the drink

And Bo Marley

The answer, my friend, is blowing away

I say I say I say

You say, you sail and may

Go on with life

Of love untold

The love unfolds

Come, come a chameleon

You come and go

I stay and say

It must be

Found in your moon

The sound of silence

The sound of patience

For with my ax

I can break my way

With wax

No way is dear

No way of fear

That’s clear

To me and you, and give a few

That love a lust

That love a must

That love abound

On earth and elsewhere

In heaven, perhaps, amen

All men, my men, my henchmen

All want you

All sleep

With you

All day and night

They dream of you, your bode

Baby

Say you, say me, this is black history

From Sene to Gala

To gale force winds

Beaufort beau week

Pink skies at night

Pretty days ahead

In my head, in my bed

All said and done

Just for fun

On the run, on the rum

Grind my mind

What a find!

What a fine, fine mind

You carry in me

Just to look

And see

Will only take a little time

Your hands are fast

My words will last.

And you will find that in my mind

I do not fear

I doubt and swear that you ain’t here

That you ain’t mind

That you are mine

That would be fine

To say to live all day

And sway I may

Swoon a coon,

A cold raccoon

That fell to earth in the fire

My chime knee

Glows with dire queer

And near run awash

The ship’s all old

And yo all cold

The north is Norway

To taste and check

The make awake

We kill the other

We save your mother

On grounds unfound

On seas unbound

To live for bliss

And miss the kiss

Of Chris of Christ

For the sake of the make

Rake my ashes

Rake all fakes

Rake the leave

All night I wait

All all right

Where is that mail?

Is it a snail

As far as my tale

As long as my words

I just wrote to say

What you know

What you fear

The craze in me

Set me free

Bounce, bounce, pounce

Yo boday yo bode

You see, I’ll try

To hold you tight

At bay of eyes and hours

To see, I decree

The life in me

The life of death and fall

Of them to the hem

The cocks and rack

Of our court yard

Scotland ain’t so hard

To me to pee to piss

On cars on beamers

All blue of methylene

All blue to blame

La crème the cream

I scream you hear

Me now

And thus you here me there

And here and there

And ici et la

La bas tout bas

Chuchotte ma lotee

Ma louloutte jusqu’au boute

Rien a foutre

Rien a decoudre

Ma hache a des

Ton hache est menue

Tout petit menu

A table c’est une

Fable pas de la fond

Taine la quarantaine

The fear was near

But went, vanished, punished

In thin air with care