lundi, novembre 23, 2009

poem for a pixel

(written while listening to my brother's "Jazzy Shark" tune, that came just after vic-303 remix)

But of curves is my soul,
hand-drawn, soft strummed.
Strings, hair and vines
escaping my mind

They sing and dance
to the beauty of reality,
the experience of life
beyond all imagination.

3 commentaires:

Anonyme a dit…

tres intiresno, merci

cyborgjeff a dit…

ben dit,... j'aurais pas penser que Jazzy Shark inspirerait comme cela ;)

sylvainulg a dit…

you shouldn't be surprised that I'm a fan of my morning jackets