Sunday, September 27, 2009

...lorsque je pouvais être seul


back when being alone made magic not pain
when i enjoyed my own company

Saturday, September 26, 2009

"c'est tout ce que j'aime" - I'm lovin it!

note to self





wellies and weddings

photo by meg perotti

as they dodge rain drops
with white umbrellas
the child inside her
can't help but smile and splash in puddles

Friday, September 25, 2009

All we can do is keep breathing


I want to change the world, instead i sleep
I want to believe in more than you and me

But all that i know is i'm breathing
All i can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing now



...

oisive jeunesse à tout asservie, Par délicatesse j'ai perdu ma vie


idle youth
enslaved by everything,
by being too sensitive
i have wasted my life


The person you love is 72.8% water

Monday, September 14, 2009

the umbrella blew inside out
her boots are discarded
in a puddle on the ground
and the feeling in her toes
is fading as the cold
seeps right through to her bones
and she's walking all alone

frozen on a swing
her fingers are firmly
wrapped around the chains
and she's swinging with the breeze
as the drenching rain and cold
seeps right through to her bones
and she's playing all alone

bed sheets tossed away
her body is tightly
curled into itself
and she's trying not to freeze
as the howling of the wind
seeps right through to her bones
and she's sleeping all alone


everyone uses buckets
these days
if only i could catch all my tears
i'd save the world