i remember
how long long time ago
i would go out,
have a nice dinner,
get a bit tipsy,
listen to some cool music
on my way home,
and write a poem
as soon as i got back.
i just do not do that anymore.

yesterday all of my kids
loved schubert’s ave maria
and this made me feel
very confident about their future
because shubert’s ave maria
is not an easy music
for a kid to like.
it is also good that they like
metallica’s the call of ktulu.

we would not have
bebop jazz
if charlie parker
did not decide to
make music
which will be disliked
by people he disliked

art is personal expression.
art industry is
outdated fortress
of centralized networking.

fashion is personal expression.
fashion industry is
outdated fortress
of centralized networking.

film is personal expression.
film industry is
outdated fortress
of centralized networking.

music is personal expression.
music industry is
outdated fortress
of centralized networking.

lazy lazy by lazy
mars sucks by saturn lovers
i wanz on panz by i k x e y
zoomy by george
jayma is shwarma from parma by sarma

when the music is so loud
that you start crying blood
when you are so drunk
that you cut your fingers off
and you do not care
when sex is so good
that you puke on her face
and you both love it
when you wake up
raped, broke and without fingers
and you just want to
play videogames
that is a very good party

a quick poem
about koyaanisqatsi
just before
i go out

sometimes its a clear day
and im just doing my usual stuff
and it comes to me
i just realize
how fucking cool metallica is