• Mais j’y crois

    Plein de choses à dire, plein d’excuses pour ne pas le faire  

  • Le sous-sol

  • Le grenier

Medium

I would fly to sail a while

and feel the breeze meet my (insert here, please, yes, insert)

meet all that stands still

and all that can’t let go

freshen up for the company

say everything that matters

everything that rings right and true (can you say alleluia)

push the lines push the borders

dust up dust gone

slit the truth’s throat open and swim swim swim

be here when it matters

be there (click / heels – repeat) when no one cares anymore

for this is the truth

I’d rather die caring

Printed from: http://aspinelesslaugh.com/2008/01/21/medium/ .
© swan_pr 2010.

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  1. Chris says:

    Very impressive writing, as always!

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