BORN

I was in youNo dreamA thrillNo facehandsNo cryI willNowhereI was by you

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MENDING

I feelNothing

A feeling as thin as the stringthat draws my face

Nothing but a breaththat runs away

to find helpI need help

So I liveI hope so

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ICE SCREEN

Darknessin a cube

Empty room

Vacuumin a tube

Empty room

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HEARSAY

An old shadow draws over the hours until the night

falls from bells

Listen

Everywhere the temptation of sycamores turns life into

a way out

Listen

Tiny tired shrubs sweep the dirty landscape on which

the men come

Listen

How a straw sky hatched from the same hand

that cut ears

I shall say

Sometimes in the moonlight you’ll see the still smile of

a scared cat

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RAINBOW HARBOR

There goes the wind, where the earth belongs to the universe…

First, those bloody sparkling bubbles shook my head off. Then some crazy smokes stopped to draw circle lines. They became again the horses they were.

Wider, an empty sky came out from their desperate scrapings.

Beside me, a voice passed away crying if the walls got feet the towns would go.

My mind’s eyes winked when a light left my glass and leaves a tree. Over me, colors in hurry grabbed the horizon. Even darkness disappeared.

And as the Globe bowed, the sun shed a ray of hope…

Here I am. No doubt it was and hell is a word of my world.

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YESTERDAY

WEDNESDAY

Hazard is such a small cityCleaning up old builds of lifeI was doing over my mobile homeWhen I received some cold papersfrom my sergeant at Utah beachTHURSDAY

Memory fields forever move to roadsMy big jazzy gun scrambling on four wheelsAs I drove myself in a human jerk of yes or noI felt the whole wonderful world was behind meFRIDAY

A hold of happy hours at handAround in nowhereExcept streets, a crowdAnd that sweet days stickI fell in a six feet pantsYESTERDAY

My bonnet wad died

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EVEN THIS

Through dark wallsA biteA beatA breakDiscovered headsStone washed heartsThree days

Odd unnecessary images

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PINK COMET

Houses stirred up by streetsHopeless

Crashed rock goes stardustAlways

Happiness!May be for hundred years

Sad ballads love ballerinesHopeless

Dreams drop down from eyesAlways

Happiness!May be one more time

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SINKING MACHINE

A storm of ideas rips heads off

News about all we do not seeWith huge stop signs take overIn the speakers' corner

It grows from drops of life

Brain side effects for futureThere blocks run through backsThat bleed in black

The color of sky may be true

What we'll be ruled by lawsof not-even-the-same-twicelooks like mice

An amazing chaos in theory

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ONE EVER

I never knewI would grow upNow I will ever!

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A LONG TIME

Never is a long time…

Now I know U will neverNever be where I amNeverNow I know I will neverNever be where I goNeverNow I know I will neverNever knowNever

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LOST WORDS

Remember

The smile kept in my eyesThe hand shut in my headWords I never said

Remember

A ride I did for freeThe kiss you gave to me

My soul is gone

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NATURE GIRL

Life was a mirror of sand,a broken one color land.

Nature girl, heart kind of shine,she is state of mind, mine.

That deep no sea ever graves,our prints faded under waves.

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ASK THE BIRDS

Tom-tomTambourinesSo far from homeWhere have you been?

Slam or kissDown to my hipsSighs on your lips

Male speciesSmell of the seasAsk the birds they knowWhere to go now

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yann romefort

Indian metaphor

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