. . . A sa boulimie de Cerises, à son style pacotille. Un océan de pensées , Je t'offre une symphonie de couleurs . . . La vie est un jeu de cartes, Paris un Casino . . .

25 nov. 2012

Thirteen Thirtyfive

Thirteen Thirtyfive
  
SevenTEEN TwentyThree
STRONGEST TASTE LOUDEST DROP HEAD IS FILLED THE THOUGHT, UNLOCKED YOU'D BE THIRTEEN I'D BE THIRTY-FIVE GONE TO FIND A PLACE FOR US TO HIDE BE TOGETHER BUT ALONE AS THE NEED FOR IT HAS GROWN A CAVE OR A SHED A CAR OR A BED A HOLE IN THE GROUND OR A BURIAL MOUND A BUSH OR A TREE OR THE AEGEAN SEA WILL DO FOR ME FOR YOU I FOUND A VENT IN THE BOTTOM OF A COAL MINE JUST ENOUGH SPACE FOR YOUR HANDS IN THE INSIDE IF YOU GO DO LET ME KNOW A DEN OR A DESSERT PERHAPS AN INK SQUIRT A CELLAR, A WISHING WELL, A WAR OR A GUARANTEE WILL DO FOR ME FOR YOU I FOUND A CELL ON THE TOP FLOOR OF A PRISON JUST ENOUGH SPACE FOR YOU TO FIT YOUR FEET IN IF YOU GO PLEASE LET ME KNOW.
Merci à mon Juju super Ingé pour la Découverte !

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