Monday, November 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.


Anonymous said...

tres intiresno, merci

cyborgjeff said...

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

sylvainulg said...

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