you can’t buy a gun when you’re crying your heart out

du kan ikke kjøpe en pistol når du gråter
du kan ikke løfte en fjær når du holder en stein
du kan ikke synge når du blør neseblod
du kan ikke høre når blodet ditt bruser
du kan ikke klatre i trær når du har fugler i håret

–

Poesi mens vi puster 96

Cartwheels

Come my one, look at the world Bird beast butterfly
Girls sing notes of heaven Birds lift them up to the sky

Spring is departing Spring is departing

Her thoughts are darting like a rabbit Like a rabbit ‘cross the moon
Shines of light over your hair As boys croon

Pretty in pink It makes me wonder
What could ever bring you down I see tears falling
From those eyes of brown

Hearing a voice, you turn your head You vanish into the mist
Of your thoughts And I
Want to grasp What brings you down
Open up those eyes of brown

The world is changing Your heart is growing

Hearing a voice you turn your head Girls turn by ones, by twos
Notes pour bad and tender Eradicate your blues

The good world The good world
Come my one, look around you Bird, beast, butterfly
Girls sing notes from heaven Birds lift them up to the sky

I see brown eyes That see girls turning
Girls turning Cartwheels

The good world The good whirl
The good world The good whirl

Come my one, look at your world Don’t let it bring you down
Come on open for me Those eyes of brown

I see girls turning Cartwheels
Cartwheels Cartwheels…

– Patti Smith

fra albumet Trampin’ (2004)

Tatoveringsabstinenser

Nå er det snart et år siden jeg begynte på min foreløpig siste tatovering. Og jeg merker at abstinensene stadig blir sterkere. Trenger å få noe mer blekk i huden snart.

Kanskje noe sånt noe?