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Mise-en-scene – a short movie from Sick Boy
I planned the final scene of my movie after a number of sleepless nights There was to be a shootout in a small village between the cops and the revolutionary group My heroine (Marianne) would be shot in the first few seconds But she does not die although her pure white dress is much soiled […]
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Staring into the Sun
Three drunks were stretched out on the city beach The day was done but nobody had bothered to tell the sun Whose glare was still light tight and intense Mac who was the youngest of the three men Was staring at the sun through his Buddy Holly glasses Which had been given to him by […]
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Nostalgie
Poussière Poussière bleue Poussière blanche Poussière rouge Je conserve toujours votre poussière mémorable Sur mes bottes d’escalade rugueuses Chère Marianne
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Nostalgia
Dust Blue Dust White Dust Red Dust I still retain your memorable dust On my rough climbing boots Dear Marianne
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Snow Rain Snow Rain Snow Snow Snow
I woke up this mornings dawning And looked out of my window As it was snowing Snowing Snow is quite rare In coastal towns As the sea Does not trust the snow To settle quietly Without causing unhappiness
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Bitch Agenda
Some people think that I am a bitch But I am nothing of the sort I just know my own mind Unlike other bitches Switch Bitch I am a bitch Just a bitch Nothing else My favourite bitch In history was Joan of Arc I will not reveal The reason why As I do […]
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In the Highlands
I was lying in bed bed with my cousin Morag An unusual arrangement But this was only a dream And unusual things happen in dreams The harsh henry winds were battering the frail windows Of the cottage but they were quite regular And not to be feared as some northerly winds are Later in the […]
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Cold Rain Bitter Wind
The houses on the avenue Were huddled together As if for warmth I walking towards the beach Enjoying the darkness Of the fading day
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the rage of winter
the wind was so cruel as it ice whipped the sea spray against my face
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You have my number
An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way An artist says a hard thing in a simple way Charles Bukowski