Out 1 (1971) dir. Jacques Rivette
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Out 1 (1971) dir. Jacques Rivette
Orange juice
Fresh start in life but the old headache Did she like me or was that all fake? Just to make me believe and then break My heart again, what’ve I become to think that Whatever it is, I should leave it in the past The ache passed, that was because you stayed You came to me when I called for aid I was in the shadows, but I was saved
I was in a cave You were like a light That grey moths like me, fly to at night ‘I’ll cut myself’ I promised and swore But I just made a salad, put the knife back in the drawer
Next years were a bliss and I mean that Doesn’t matter they’re in the bin now What I miss is what might have been Mulan, Ice Age on the TV screen Always naked, living in our cage In the corner our minimal wage We were actors, dying on the stage It’s nice story, but we’re on the last page
I was in a cave You were like a light That grey moths like me, fly to at night ‘I’ll take the pills’ I threatened myself But I just swallowed one and put the rest back on the shelf
The pain is over, now is the true love And I know you didn’t expect this of Me, but you are still my drug, I mean that I’m happy, but I don’t know where I’m at I’d still like to see you and touch your thigh Or sometimes get high and watch films ‘till we die So, I hope you don’t see me as bad guy Never mind, you’re happy so, so am I
I was in a cave You were like a light That grey moths like me, fly to at night ‘I’ll hung myself’ I already did the noose But I just put in the needle, stitched my heart drinking orange juice
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Poem #13
Wyszedłem dzisiaj do sklepu Trzy krople deszczu Spadły mi na twarz Kolejne trzy Na okulary Nie wiem Czy miałem Ogromnego pecha Czy szczęście
And again, I stare at myself in the mirror as if waiting to move
And I’m here again
Looking straight into my eyes
They want to tell me something
They see it, but I do not
And I’m here again
Looking straight at my face
It wants to ask me something
It knows the question
And I’m here again
Looking straight at my chest
It is going to bloom
It’s already got the seed
And I’m here again
Looking straight at my arms and hands
They always hold something
They cannot lift it
And I’m here again
Looking straight at my stomach
It does not live
It talks, feels and follows
And I’m here again
Looking straight at my legs
They are my support
They do not listen to me
And I’m here again
Looking straight at myself
I’m waiting for something to happen
I’m waiting for me
And I’m here again
And I’m here again
And I’m here again
And I’m here again
Poem #12
Czasem chcę zapłakać słonymi łzami prosto z duszy żeby poczuć świeżość na języku nowe, błogie uczucie uniesienia uczucie wyższe od nas
Jednak łzy mijają cel Spadają bezdźwięcznie na ziemię Akwen słów i ideii wokół mnie Nie wiem czy to spokojny ocean Czy już martwy
Change
I think I just killed a man
I stabbed his guts
I sucked his mind out
I put his heart upside down
I can see through his clothes
I can see through his flesh
I can see through his eyes
I can see his soul
I want him to look
I want him to see
Come to the other side
There is a better view
Can you see the flowers blooming on the floor?
Can you see all the big, black and fading eyes?
Can you see the universe pumping in your heart?
I can see life.
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