Sunday, August 10, 2003

Sweet Heart

Without sweet words
Or your sweet touch
I feel at ease
In your company
Is it sadness
Or lust for life
That I see
In your eyes?
Nothing changed

Nothing changed
My dear
But the wheather
Nothing changed
My love
But
My love
Heed my words
I am Kali
Nothing changed
But the wheather

Friday, August 08, 2003

Gianna

You always blame me
For my absence
Yet it is you who is
Truly absent
The emptiness of your
Touch
The emptiness of your
Touch
The horror
Oh, puerile Thomas
Talk to me of your hatred
For your native dialect
Tell me about how you
Betrayed me
With the infamous boche
Suomi

Oh, beautiful, blonde one
Your sultry smile enchants me
I see you sitting there
With a cup of kahvi
Talking to a
Fishmonger
Talking to the one
You choze
Oh, revolutionary one
Why do you hate so much
The beautiful south.
Indo-China

Oh, schizophrenia
Beautiful, dark one
Like Wagner
In Edward's room
Like Mozart
In Ramallah
You blame me
For your ambivalence
Hate

Like a sharp
Geminated sound
You stare at me
Without mercy
Like a guttural
You look at me
Like a dead flower
You blame me
For your misfortune
Oh, perfidious one
I love you.

Thursday, August 07, 2003

Kali
Destroyer goddess of antient times
Came down
To visit her devotees
But alas
There was no one
Left
One day, oh Kali
All your co-Kalis will be gone
Too
Coz they too
Will be all alone

Mind over matter

Wednesday, August 06, 2003

Ô minha deusa loura
Minha galera
Minha cachoça
Te quiero
Eu gosto de ti
Sei bella
Mon amour
Mám te rád
Ô Cáli
Deusa destruidora
Tremenda
Deusa da branqueza
Matadora
O sono da ração
Pare
Monstros
O sono da raça
Pare
Raças
De má raça

Tuesday, August 05, 2003

I am an
Acception
Accept me
Or Perish

This is the
Acception
Your mother
Warned you
About

The
Acception
you love to hate

Monday, August 04, 2003

O, Sciovitri
Dea nera
E bella
O Zinguala
Dea nera
Sei la nostra speranza
O, Dea
Piccola strega
Perchè sei così dolce
E così dura?
I am an
Acception
Accept me
Or Perish
No one
You hate as much
As your own brother
Your own flesh and blood
Like Kain killed Abel
Like Mulisch's mother
Was killed
By her husband
Like the Hutu were killing Tutsi
The Tutsi were killing Hutu
Lovy thy enemy
Will you ever
Love your brother?

"So bad to hate somebody else / but much worse to hate yourself" (Paris)

Only if you love yourself
You can truly
Love your enemy

Sunday, August 03, 2003

O, Galatea
Diosa blanca
Y hermosa
O, Graña
Eres mi amor
O, Diosa
Porqué eres tan dulce
Mi amor
Ô, Xóvitri
Deusa preta
E formosa
Ô, Zinguala
Deusa preta
És nossa esperança
Ô, Deusa,
Bruxa pequena
Porquê és tão suave
E tão tremenda?
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Friday, August 01, 2003

OH NATION
THOU MONSTER
I HEAR THEE
IN THE NOISE MADE BY
FIREWORKS
REMINDING ME
OF THE TRENCHES
OF WORLD WAR I
OF THE SHOTS
YOU FIRED
SO THEY
WOULD KEEP OUT
THE SHOTS
THE J'S IN THE
PASSPORTS
DAS BOOT IST VOLL
THE SHOTS YOU FIRE
AT EVERY -IC YOU DON'T
NATURALISE
THE SHOTS YOU FIRE
AT EVERY WORKING POOR FAMILY
THE SHOTS YOU FIRE
AT EVERY FOREIGNER YOU
KILLED