fb.watch/mO1pkFdfW6/ I can't make it without those two guys. But the odds say I will have to...
Ma grille de lecture
Homère. Eschyle. SOPHOCLE*. Platon. Chrétien de Troyes. Ronsard. Montaigne. SHAKESPEARE*. Descartes. Pascal. Molière. Racine. Diderot. HUGO. Musset. BAUDELAIRE. Verlaine. RIMBAUD*. Dostoievski. Tchekhov. Balzac. Stendhal. Zola. D’Aurevilly. Nietzsche. Proust. HEIDEGGER*. Bloy. Giono. Céline. Beauvoir. Kundera. Sollers. Nabe. Cure. Page. RICHARDS*. Ashcroft.
The First Words Were Given
The First Words Were Given I don’t believe people who think they live in realityDangerous people who eclipse the worldLive in a cave and think they love youUnexpected words are running my flowLike jewelry emeralds and diamonds that floatRubies of your mind shine in the back of our soulWe live in red and green and... Lire la Suite →
The Summer Parade
The Summer Parade Summer is long and brief and sharpAnd if you don’t stare carefullyIt’s already finished in a glimpseDon’t talk about meeting someoneCause all those eyes and all those shapes and all those smilesAll those hips and jumping belliesThey just have no more time to spare Summer is like all the other three seasonsExcept... Lire la Suite →
I will remember this reading for ever
12 juillet 2023, 10h45, dernière page lue
Abruptly Spoken
Abruptly Spoken Shall I jump into this ocean of unbreathable emotionsShall I give my flesh to the absorbing land of unnamed vegetationsSpecies of the most exquisite dissolutionShall I respond to the call of chaosLet my past and my shares in this side of my lifeGet along with the stream of the ancient nonsenseAnd become nothing... Lire la Suite →
They’re All Gone
They’re All Gone They’re all goneDo they mind my mind is blownTrying to fix the absenceIn those solid tearsThat come without meKnowing I am aloneCause yes they areThey are all gone I am the one to knowI know when you can’t speakCause it is nowAnd the mind is blowingAsking my bodyTo stop a bitThis nonsense... Lire la Suite →
You Have To
You Have To Poetry and Power is a pleonasm. You have to shout for the deaf, you have to show for the blind, you have to sing for the dumb, you have to be for the all of us.
What is leaving about.
What is leaving about. When are you leaving ? Next week. Ok, have a nice life over there. Thank you.
Definitive Oversight
Definitive Oversight I don’t wanna know the last time I drink hereI wanna feel like I sleep on a deep sweet kasmireWith open eyes and times to seeThese landscapes running over meI wanna let it go like it’s an ordinary dayLike time is letting me a chance to stayAnd then when I can’t keep from... Lire la Suite →
Definitve Oversight (Please)
Definitive Oversight (Please) I don’t wanna know the last time I drink here I wanna feel like I sleepo on a deep sweet kasmire With open eyes and times to see These landscapes running over me I wanna let it go like it’s an ordinary day Like time is letting me a chance to stay... Lire la Suite →
Another…
For so many reasons I have to share it back. Yes I do ! https://sebastienpelle.com/2021/08/30/another-planet/
I will meet you soon(no capital letters)
I will meet you soon(no capital letters) Yeah cause I already met youIt’s gonna be a breakfast under the moonCause I love your legsIt’s gonna be spread out under the skyYou gonna kiss my lipsCause it’s gonna be underwrittenIn the memories of stonesYou gonna be there I gonna be hereAnd it’s gonna beLike toilets in... Lire la Suite →
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You write a lotAnd they don’t mindYou write a lotAnd they don’t care Sometimes it’s youYou lazy chairYou don’t evenCome to nowhereBut still they don’tDon’t even care Cause we are lost and lostAnd lost againDon’t pay a wordYour mind is freeOh to be so goddamned lazyDon’t pay a pennyTo bring you back on the right... Lire la Suite →
DRACULA CITY (CLIMBING THE COCO TREE) Lyrics
DRACULA CITY (CLIMBING THE COCO TREE) If you wanna rideYou’d better try not to wait too longIf you wanna dreamYou should not wait for the end of that song Speeches so many speeches and shrinesMy mother tongue is deadYou’ve read History and you knowThere is no end It’s a pitiful harmony that just sounds like... Lire la Suite →
Faulkner (Steinbeck if you prefer)’s attitude :
Faulkner (Steinbeck if you prefer)’s attitude : I’m not the one to talk about what I’m doingYou know I’m a stranger in my own land
Another Planet (lyrics)
Another Planet I want to live on another planet Than the one where you published this pic I feel it’s really not my bet I don’t care I can’t compete Remember love is exposing yourself To such disclosures Jealousy wakes me up at night And I’m still wondering The source of this sexy ID Jealousy burns me down inside But you’re right you’re wiser... Lire la Suite →
Ça fait du bien
Ça fait du bien Qu’est-ce que ça fait du bien de n’avoir rien à écrire. De n’avoir rien de spécial à dire. De même se demander si ça ne restera pas un état permanent. Chez moi aujourd’hui, il s’accompagne d’une certitude qui s’affermit progressivement de ne plus vraiment croire à la nécessité de chercher des... Lire la Suite →
Les grands éclairages
Les grands éclairages Lumière blancheSur fond d’asphalteLe grand plateauNuit noir cinglant Vent métalliqueDes phares tournentUn chantier unChemin de croix Vers la stationSans réceptionDes bois hongrois Comme un déclicUn impressionD’être sans voix
Les grands éclairages
Les grands éclairages Lumière blanche Sur fond d’asphalte Le grand plateau Nuit noir cinglant Vent métallique Des phares tournent Un chantier un Chemin de croix Vers la station Sans réception Des bois hongrois Comme un déclic Un impression D’être sans voix
Not So Easy But You’ll Do It
Not So Easy But You’ll Do It It’s not so easy to burn someoneWhen you suddenly got to make it palWhen your door is silent and no one’s ringingAt your endless nightYou can make it fussYou can make it diveBut you won’t ever make it rightAt the end of the songEverything is supposed to be... Lire la Suite →
Poème d’instincts
Poème d’instincts Dans le royaume des évidences solidesOn ne revient pas du feuCe qui est brûlé n’a pas de retourAucune flamme ne revientJamaisEn arrièreCurieuse leçon que peu veulent comprendreComme si on pouvait tout rangerReprendre repriserNous sommes des créatures absurdesQui pensent mettre le feu en bouteillePour n’y voir qu’une analogieOubliant que c’est la matière qui nous... Lire la Suite →
Mimosa Is Speaking
Mimosa is speaking I will leave you in the back of my mindJust like you were trapped in a roomI never go except when I can’t keep fromBelieving those nights were a bit higherWhen I believe in flowers and you were not in fireStranger and stranger it goesWhen the light is bright we use stupid... Lire la Suite →
The Worst Nightmare I’ve (N)Ever had
C’est quand même très intéressant. Les mecs ont vécu l’époque, mais les questions restent les mêmes (je trouve). C’est un peu la quête de l’idéal derrière toutes ces frasques. Désolé d’être plus là-dessus que sur la réforme des retraites mais pour moi c’est pareil. J’ai sans doute tort. Le rapport à la mort est le... Lire la Suite →
Waiting for The Devil
Me : If we have a son I want to name him Keith.My wife : Alright. And if we have a daughter ?Me : Also.
Inspiration Blury
Inspiration Blury I want to read in the white of my eyes All the written stories I have kept back inside I wanna read in the back of my mind The dreamy version of this life I have left dead behind Oh no end oh you blury charm of the sun I cheer the violet... Lire la Suite →
I’m Travelling In No Space
Written sometime back, last month, an archive so it is already ! I’m travelling in no space My memories so real I could touch themBut what are you made of dearIs it a smoke or a spineI can feel in my chest Running and running aloneAt the same placeIs it a doomed pitiful lifeIs it... Lire la Suite →
Some Times
Some Times Some times need to be silentSome times need the fury of accuracySometimes I’m blind when I walk downThe corridorSometimes I feel like I’m a bullEntering in the corridas Help me swallow this piece of silenceI can breath again when the day is doneMy pitiful eyes bleed the morsure of writingMight be the remorse... Lire la Suite →
Red Sex and Wine
Red Sex and Wine I feel some sympathy in the airI feel some sympathy in between you and meTonight it’s 9.30And we should close the doorNo more ringing nothing coming from outsideNo more learning how we might have fallenNothing missing and no more thoughts from outsideOur glasses never empty and we talk through the nightOur... Lire la Suite →
Prayer for Current Times
Prayer for Current Times I won’t say I or weCause time is just a fantasyIt’s better long goneIt’s better long goneIt’s better long gone honey I won’t say I or weCause you are just a fantasyI won’t be long out of courtesyHeaven is crying out loudSo give me a smile I can make it sound... Lire la Suite →
