Life is a laugh.


Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup,
they slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe.

Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box,
they tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe.

In the depth of winter, I finally learned that there within me lay an invincible summer.

giovedì 5 novembre 2009

Quarantuno bis.

But what of the man?
"Remember, remember
the fifth of november;
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
I know no reason
why the Gunpowder treason
should ever be forgot."

I know his name was Guy Fawkes, and I know that in 1605 he attempted to blow up the houses of parlament.

Merry Bonfire Night, baby!

1 commento:

giardigno65 ha detto...

non aboliamo il 41 bis !!!

bellissimo !!!

No reason why

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