copyright: Astrid, July 2, 2006. Poetry. Photography Igor Polk.
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7.2.2006
The Rules of AddictionThe rules of addiction: Today I wrote of bloody feet I don't, I answered She asked: “Yes”, I said. “Or is it a way to order our lives “Yes”, I said. Read what Cherie wrote in Buenos Aires: At midnight I would wrap my feet Then the music began and So, go all you addicts |
RoppongiHeading for the city lights My friends drag me into some obscure bar On to the next club On to the next bar the Power House 6 am now, there are trains again |
3.4. 2006
Walking in the DarkWalking down the darkened streets Muffled sounds from open windows Writings on the wall I cannot read Lost and yet I know my way
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9.4.2006
BurnI lit my candle at both ends The other end, the other end I threw myself into the sea The other end, the other end And life goes on, in spite of me |
19.4.2006
Cherry BlossomsCherry blossoms Looking up And so I walk |
23.4.2006
The Tango DancersThe song starts Til the music starts again
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28.4.2006
The Libertine* John Wilmot, Earl of RochesterI bought a poster of the “Libertine” today How can a girl identify “You pretend to love life more than you do” To be or not to be *the Libertine is played by Johnny Depp. Who knows, would I have loved him otherwise? |
26.7.2006
The GypsyGlittering pearls of sweat Glittering pearls of sweat The silk of his black shirt Being lost in thought
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