Monday, July 14, 2008

lettuce ponder

she was hot salsa
to my soul; she made me ill
salmonella chic

2 comments:

khâryatide said...

Your writting reminds me of Brautigan's. Any influence ?

khâryatide said...

Brautigan. An American poet. Ironical and bitting (rather than cynic or bitter, but that's how I feel it). Here are some of his works, if you wanna look at it : http://www.americanpoems.com/poets/Richard-Brautigan
There are many others, but they are quite difficult to find -no to mention when you live in France.
The first one I came across was this one :

"the eternal she

I gave
a girl my soul.

She looked at it.

Smiled faintly.

And dropped
it into the gutter.

Casually.

God! she had class."

Hope you'll enjoy it. Anyway,I'll come back here.