when is it now

mardi 18 mars 2014

it is a tree rooted in the ground

it is a tree rooted in the ground, but it also has something to lose its leaves so that everything is in order when the time is to be careful where you put your feet because what happens in each direction and has always at the same time for it to do what is in the not to get everything to a specific time, but that does not stop to make a turn , what is possible is to go on foot , no, n ' is no need to take an umbrella , even if the rain comes it goes , so it is not enough to make me believe that everything is old, there is a lot of pleasant moments , but all suffering is such that I can not sit down , I have to live , it is a passage which I did not expect to get everything done it is useful to take something to eat for a day, then go buy fish at the fishmonger , but before making a program, I need to see if everything has been repainted, I had requested last year and then I had to be away for business in China , so when I came back I ' I immediately saw what I loved was in a state of let go , but how I could say that this is what counts for the simple reason that I am who I am , there so no more time than others, but about this time I had to do something else so that everything is consistent , in the plundered there is a step towards happiness, just a glass and everything in ice will , anxiety , pleasure , lack , there is only my hand door glass, the liquid in my throat, the song of the siren, plastic boat , places that smell of gas , and now I am in danger but I do not know, oh no , I resist , I intend to live another hour , because I love the life that goes fast, everything is me , there is not another chance everything is sold out , so I take my bag , I change not , I get slower, it is old age , it is not to death, but as long as I breathe, I think I can continue my path in a direction which does not exceed the life

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