jane birkin – satomipoema

What we do we keep a secret. We are not to be seen or heard by the rest of the world.

– Mark Simo –

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=iC1Y_gmZcz4

Dirty Art Club – Basement Seance

As she lay beside the young man, for a moment

She’d forgotten, who she’d become …

And all the words he told her

The colours how they showed her

All that she’d lost

And everyday the same day

Revolving in the same way

How it broke her heart

But no one else can hear

No one else can save her now

So quietly, life’s strange melody

Won’t be heard

She walks into the water …

And as the waves unfolding

Like the voices never knowing

Inside her head

But as her thoughts surround her

Like the ocean tide around her …

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=-OsmYPdnoU8

Jane Birkin – Strange melody

Say Birkin, what is that old accent you drag and makes you look unfriendly?

It is the British accent

Say Birkin, why are you going to walk in the slush when it’s messing your boots?

It’s because I’m a kid

Say Birkin, why do you wanna be sexy and then you shoot as soon as August gets rooted?

That’s because I’m cuddly

Tell Birkin, what’s that old dirty jean you’ve been carrying since 1969? …

Tell Birkin, why do you always cry when someone is in danger?

It is because I am sensitive

Say Birkin, why do not you get upset? You look like you’re fleeing anger?

It’s because I’m fragile

Say Birkin, what are these eyes looking in the void, it looks like you’re in the moon?

It’s because I’m bored

My name is Jane and I fuck you …

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=2-mq3CJKSzM

Jane Birkin – Je m´appelle Jane

doesn’t matter about the time we take

doesn’t matter about the lies we make

go slow

when I’m with you it’s from within

I know you can see through my skin

I’m hollow

I need you to feed me once more

I need you like I needed before

I’ll grow

I’m floating

flying

and dying …

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=BKckwhgORVQ

Tricky – Hollow

… with the very few beings that interest me … there is the absurd question:

I am a convulsion, a cry, blood howling.

– Alejandra Pizarnik –

Ph : Jeanloup Sieff

it’s always the same story: inside something small there’s something even smaller that wants to leap out, and outside something large there’s always someting larger that wants to keep it a prisoner.
– Elena Ferrante –

I’m an individual, and an individual can’t follow and doesn’t want to lead.
– Joni Mitchell –

I knew a girl and she felt like art.
Sometimes colorful, sometimes dull,
Sometimes with bright, hopeful eyes,
Sometimes only black and white,
But she was always a piece of exquisite art.
– Melanie Sargsian – Lovember