Public letter to Barack Obama

Dear Barack, first let me congratulate you again having been reelected! Thank you man! Like many people on earth, I was glad. It’s good to see you in power. I think, personal opinion, you’re personnally speaking the best president ever. I exclude from this opinion all the early presidents because I don’t know them well… Poursuivre la lecture de Public letter to Barack Obama

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Message to the Berlin citizens who say that we, foreigners, are not welcome

Hey guys, so I heard some of you are complaining that we’re too many people from Europe and the world coming to visit or to live in « your » city, « your » neighborhoods, Kreuzberg, F-Hain, Neukölln, etc? Some of you are writing « Yuppies out » on the city walls and some of you are also insulting us sometimes?… Poursuivre la lecture de Message to the Berlin citizens who say that we, foreigners, are not welcome

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Story of the Young Man Overwhelmed in the March Towards the Totality of the Real (excerpt)

Chapter I.  In which we see that the emperor Othon, dead at 22, took no pleasure in death, but on the contrary would come to participate in the composition of my book Translated from the French by Christophe Brunski (United States). Hello.  I know nothing.  I will die of desire. Yesterday I cut my hair… Poursuivre la lecture de Story of the Young Man Overwhelmed in the March Towards the Totality of the Real (excerpt)

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Sometimes (Eva)

Sometimes, nothing works it’s just failed and useless and unsignificant You can try and make some efforts It’s nothing, it’s nothing, it’s everything but brilliant. Sometimes, you even regret the day after When you wake up and understand That you just slept with a monster Whose face or soul you’re unable to stand. There’s nothing… Poursuivre la lecture de Sometimes (Eva)

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I don’t like my poems

I don’t like my poems Written with rhythms Spoken with rhymes In poor english. My poems don’t like me My best cata-strophe Just thinks about me That I’m foolish. Poor non-english man The poetry you love Lives not with the germans Es ist schrecklich.

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Who is this crocodile?

She’s a woman, she’s a child She has no legs, no breast, just a smile I think she will stay here a bit more, for a while She’s not a child, but a woman With legs, and breast, and a man (A friend who never thinks « she’ll be mine ») She’s neither a woman, nor a… Poursuivre la lecture de Who is this crocodile?

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Finland is hot!

Finland is hot! My girl has melt The seal I had Ate my blue hat It doesn’t hurt (I have no heart) I don’t know but With or without, Butterfly cat (She smells like plant!) Was my project Nothing but that (It breaks my heart!) I must accept In a white skirt The finnish myth… Poursuivre la lecture de Finland is hot!

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Veronika

1 Chacun fait comme il veut mais moi, Je parle toujours du matérialisme dès le premier soir Dann kam ich nach meinem Haus, und du warst da in unserem Trümmer mit dein Foto-apparat Ich hab’ dich gefragt, du scheinst jung, Baby, was isst du, Milch und Apfelmus ? Dann hast du gelacht, und dann wir wären… Poursuivre la lecture de Veronika

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