Cherif Rahmani: REAL DIVERTED FROM ALGERIA

Saturday, August 7, 2010

It’s 3h33 in the morning

and I put some easy word on your lips.

Because I’m siting here lonely.

Do you remember, Lonely boy, your face was a sad word wrapped in pain.

It’s 3h33 in the morning

And I singing

Song for Lovers

and kissing your lips

Because I’m sinting here, waiting for you. With big birds and Tommy gun’s

©] [Ma. Cha Aubin 2010

Photo: Cha Ma Aubin [The shadow in the photograph too.]

Tell me I'm that small daughter

behind the red door.

Because I tattooed your inflatable doll this morning

tears for you my sky in four.

Because I put fake eyelashes

to tear the heart.

For you to tell me I'm your dragon story,

because I hate princesses

when you look for me like a syringe on the Mont-Royal.

this morning.

I was afraid of the sun,

because my mailbox were empty.

Because you were there on my blouse scratched

on my shell cleansed,

but "amok" that was good.

Sleeping in spoon was the best solution.

Photo: Ma. Cha Aubin