New Poems (with a bit of French)
by , 09-25-2009 at 02:22 AM (794 Views)
No Idea
What nonsense of powers past?
Seeming, slippery solitude
Like a le jeune femme or a d'où viens-tu?
Sing softly, oh night
Sweetest sun brings out my sight
And simmers upon lakes
Trimming neighbors take
How weary, stale, flat and unprofitable
Is this stomach that you call home?
This cave that you call seclusion?
Mais, qu'il est donc, qu'il peut être
La de da, de da
Sing me my song
Oh sullen night
Awaiting arrivals
Earth and planets revolve,
Copernicus breaks my heart
And hands me the scepter.
Oh blazon blasted bastard
You hand me the gun, unloaded
et toi?
Yawn?
Guten nacht
Merci



