by Robert Desnos; translated by Bill Zavatsky
At dawn before putting yourself to bed
Tell yourself you shouldn’t be sorry for anything
Want to be remembered for anything
On this despicable earth
For having known and loved you
Your gaze and how it shines
You, when you die
One rainy day
One spring morning
Listen, I’ve had enough of the picturesque, of colors and charm
Love, its tenderness and its cruelty
You, when you die,
You will still be beautiful and desirable
really attractive girls walk by and i just sit here
by Ana C.
dude
really attractive girls walk by here
i just sit
i'm ridiculous
i'm not even kidding
i stare listen and type
i'm ridiculous
dude
really attractive girls walk by here
i just sit
i'm ridiculous
i'm not even kidding
i stare listen and type
i'm ridiculous
Cherrylog Road
By James Dickey
I held her and held her and held her,
With deadly overexcitement,
Wild to be wreckage forever
1 comment(s):
"You, when you die,
You will still be beautiful and desirable"
that's pretty sweet.
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