Light breeze

This, precious life of man
how frail it is
how fragile, how plain;
It breaks, just by a little push of wind
a vein cut, or a missing dream!    
It shatters,                      
and falls to the ground  
followed by trains noise,
the sound of tears
or…
gunpowder lipstick, around your lips!   



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Holy Motors

Yes, yes, yes,
30 minutes are enough, I guess,
to take off this mask,
to take off these colors
with which,
I have covered my face
and painted myself
30 minutes will do, I guess!

Yes, 30 minutes are enough,
to recall what has passed,
to remember how you looked
how you smelled,
to remember the times
that I kept you high
when you were to tired to rest
yes, 30 minutes are enough, I guess!

Yes, 30 minutes will do,
so take my hand and lead me
there, where you were you
and I was me
each time I looked at you
yes, 30 minutes will do
to glare, to stare at you
before I forgot me, and you forgot you!

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