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Nariz de cera

anotações e apontamentos que dizem tudo - de, por e para mim - por si mesmos.

Nariz de cera

anotações e apontamentos que dizem tudo - de, por e para mim - por si mesmos.

That's okay, We're insured

09.06.21

- Muito bem, agora têm um bom emprego. Se não sujarem o nariz, têm segurança para o resto da vida.

Segurança? Podíamos ter segurança na prisão. Três metros quadrados sem renda para pagar, sem contas de água ou de luz, sem impostos, sem pensão para as crianças. Sem imposto de circulação. Sem multas de trânsito. Sem repreensões por conduzir embriagado. Sem perder dinheiro nas corridas de cavalos. Cuidados médicos gratuitos. Camaradagem com pessoas que têm interesses semelhantes. Missa. Sexo anal. Funeral sem despesas. 

 

Charles Bukowski – Correios (1971)

Antígona (2015)

 

 

frustração

08.02.17

Acordar na manhã seguinte com gosto de corrimão de escada na boca: mais frustração que ressaca, desgosto generalizado que aspirina alguma cura.


Caio Fernando Abreu

(12 de setembro, 1948 — 25 de fevereiro, 1996)

 

 

 

 Don’t need a shrink but an exorcist

(...) 

Stop stop talking about who’s to blame
When all that counts is how to change

(...)

Who gave the leopards spots and taught the birds to sing

Born of frustration
Born of frustration

I’m living in the weirdest dream
Where nothing is the way it seems
Where no one’s who they need to be
Where nothing seems that real to me
How can we build our lives upon
No wall of stone, no solid ground
The world is spinning endlessly
We’re clinging to our own beliefs

 

Born Of Frustration - JAMES

valsando

07.02.17

The whiskey on your breath
Could make a small boy dizzy;
But I hung on like death:
Such waltzing was not easy.

We romped until the pans
Slid from the kitchen shelf;
My mother’s countenance
Could not unfrown itself.

The hand that held my wrist
Was battered on one knuckle;
At every step you missed
My right ear scraped a buckle.

You beat time on my head
With a palm caked hard by dirt,
Then waltzed me off to bed
Still clinging to your shirt.

 

My Papa's Waltz - Theodore Roethke

 

 

 Janet McCrorie

Heather Waltz 

 

 

 

Help comes when you need it most
I'm cured for laughter
Mood swings
Not sure I can cope
My life's in plaster

May your mind set you free
May your heart lead you on
May your mind let you be
May your heart lead you on

These wounds are all self imposed
A life's no disaster
All roads lead on to death row
Who knows what's after

May your mind be wide open
May your heart be strong
May your minds will be broken
By this heartfelt song
May your mind set you free
May your heart lead you on
May your mind let you be
May your heart lead you on
May your eyes let you see
May your heart lead you on
May your mind be wide open
May your heart lead you on

 

 Waltzing Along - JAMES