Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

i placed on my lips the hate color ⋯ on my skin, i placed the putrefy scent ⋯ i opted not to talk but to curse, and ⋯ i exposed myself in most nasty stand ‧‧‧ i ate garlic, beans cabbage and raisin ⋯ my breath didn't smell of the tonic and mint ⋯ i farted and laughed offensively naughty ⋯ i tried everything just to spread repel ‧‧‧ and the love didn't run, but quite the reverse ⋯ has been happy to live in my evilly evilness ⋯ it enjoyed finding i am in bigger shit than it was ⋯ ...conquered when it saw i'm not flawless at all ‧‧‧ so what you and i already know, at love's ears, the woman in me murmured some famous quotes ‧‧‧ “love me at my worst cos at my best, everybody can”

i came & knocked at your door, — [a dream opened it] it had in hand an empty glass... [luckily i brought a bottle of words…] in dream's madness, we tried to juggle with the silence… [silence got drunk], (we fell to sleep…)