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mon coeur bat trop fort
for you, feigning forever
l'amour qui est tienne
too much, too soon, too bad
tu as noircis mon sang
stained & shook with this fever
dont aucune pilule ne vient a bout
you're making your way into everything
for you, feigning forever
l'amour qui est tienne
too much, too soon, too bad
tu as noircis mon sang
stained & shook with this fever
dont aucune pilule ne vient a bout
you're making your way into everything
Literature
once more with feeling
the earth we lived on
had two moons.
(at night
they both
held hands).
-
i keep remembering
our naked mornings
and our naked nights.
we were the
sound of the ocean.
wed smoke
poison
and watch
our liquid sex squirm.
-
lets bleed
all over the carpet,
were knee-deep
in secrets.
i miss
your voice
when you still sang
and when my heart
wasnt your
pincushion.
yes,
i use to think
you were from a city
made of stars,
now you sit in the
dark waiting to be
reborn.
at least i
still have your
picture
to smile at.
Literature
three of us, on a curb
she wishes she was
on a subway to nowhere
at 4:12 a.m.
he wishes he was
on drugs; smiling, gone, numb,
just losing his mind.
i just wish i was
on your lap, or maybe just
even on your mind.
Literature
que ecchymose colore
I am crying as I fall into sleep. the sound of bruises rushing from the inside to the outside of my skin is loud enough to wake me. there are fingers on my lips, prying me open- oh my, lips whispering that I am scared to death.
staring into the headlights is like being in a room where everything is white and you close your eyes and it's still white and you're doing nothing but breathing and it's beautiful because you're alive but you're not thinking. you're alive but you're not thinking because your brain is full of nothing. it's beautiful.
I stare.
I breathe.
I think.
I cry.
I sleep.
I wake again, shivering and curled up on the floor.
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he contributed the french lines
while I contributed in english
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translation:
my heart's beating too loud
for you, feigning forever
the love that's yours
too much, too soon, too bad
you've blackened my blood
stained & shook with this fever
which no pill can kill
you're making your way into everything
----
interested in collaborating?
writer, photographer, painter, whatever(er) -
I'll mix with words with anything you've got.
he contributed the french lines
while I contributed in english
(please) check out his gallery!
translation:
my heart's beating too loud
for you, feigning forever
the love that's yours
too much, too soon, too bad
you've blackened my blood
stained & shook with this fever
which no pill can kill
you're making your way into everything
----
interested in collaborating?
writer, photographer, painter, whatever(er) -
I'll mix with words with anything you've got.
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I feel pretty proud of myself for understanding most of the poem before reading the translation.
Yeah, I've never seen a bilingual poem before. Il est très interessant, because everything sounds better in French.
Yeah, I've never seen a bilingual poem before. Il est très interessant, because everything sounds better in French.