samedi 17 juillet 2010

LA FEMME DU KAIROS

VOICES GET LOUD FROM THIS VOID




if they’v seen this shivering throat above these guitar’s cramps

How wonderfull was this?

How many metres high are skies?

I know it means something, i know sun is tellin.

We all got a walkin flu

some are friendly talkin

easy flirtin

squeezy growin

its like forces wanted us to see pictures of love in everycorner

makin you feel the right way...

Well it might not be the case.

But we still are on senses and

others are on drugs

i guess we no need of this, in our cotton plants...

I no need fake paradise i need reality and its still sad at least.

i’v been sittin here for hours now.

Oh good am i feeling to pretend something changed here.The one who is holdin his dry dogs is lookin at the other: selling topwater in some one euro bottle

king of the world by his own hand!

APPLAUSE PLEASE APOLOGIZE THAT OWNER MAN.

CLAPCLAPCLAP they all did it in a memorial symphony

did you know that life is a sacrifice?

PLEASE APPLAUSE THAT RUNNER MAN

HOME MANAGING


Back on them: some got the same walkin flu holdin in ya hands some starbuxx take away drinks..

cows/farm/bacterias/firms/grocery/concepts/elevation/back on economic evolvement./back on people/back on individualities/back on birth/back on sacrifice

It’s nearly 10AM but its still damn hot in here

i know skies are talkin these days

because politics didnt give a dime of their own respectabilty

it seems we live in philly like in the old days

same audience ground, same hierarchy

bloody sunday scratchin sunny

on my own eyes.

MAN COULD KILL THE EARTH from these billion hammer concepts.

breathe.