Sunday, November 09, 2008

J'ai pas vingt ans


The city.
A maddening moody lover.
I love, I hate, I am exalted.

The people.
Like their baguettes.
A hard crisp exterior with an inner softness.

Working in the middle of a silent sand storm.
Clueless & comfortable;
curiosity kills the cat.

I experience the excitement
of roller coaster ride, as always...
Passing by at warp speed.


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