Progress Not, Perfection

A poem a day keeps me writing and reflecting on a life that's made of meanings I don't want to give. Raw work. Beware.

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

(Idiots)

Je te vois
Malgré mes sentiments
Parfaitement aigus
Mes horaires sont défoncé
Par les mecs qui t'empéchent
Les gens qui t'embêtent
Le monde qui sont
Complètement absolument
Super vraiment
Pas chou

Les dingues

Posted by Tran Quang Vinh at 11:46 PM
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