Sorpresa, sorpresa

Lo bueno, si breve, dos veces bueno.
Y como voy de trabajo hasta el culo, el dicho también se aplica hoy en este blog.

Cosas bonitas de estos días:

FORMER GHOSTS

El pirado de Jamie Stewart, junto al igualmente pirado Freddy Ruppert y a Nika Roza Danilova (Zola Jesus) = guay. Aunque a mí la señorita Danilova me caiga mal y J me dice que tengo que darle otra oportunidad. G-e-n-i-a-l-e-s, aunque sigo prefiriendo a Cold Cave...

New Love // Fleurs



E. E. CUMMINGS

suppose
Life is an old man carrying flowers on his head.

young death sits in a café
smiling, a piece of money held between
his thumb and first finger

(i say "will he buy flowers" to you
and "Death is young
life wears velour trousers
life totters, life has a beard" i

say to you who are silent.-"Do you see
Life? he is there and here,
or that or this
or nothing or an old man 3 thirds
asleep,on his head
flowers, always crying
to nobody something about les
roses les bluets
yes,

will He buy?

Les belles bottes-oh hear
, pas chères")

and my love slowly answered I think so. But
I think I see someone else

there is a lady, whose name is Afterwards
she is sitting beside young death, is slender;
likes flowers.


Básicamente, mi mayor fuente de inspiración ahora mismo y mi única distracción literaria, quitando el Mein Kampf.


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