Irish Anger

if you let this particular
kind of vegetable rot,
you get this particular
kind of feeling in
your gut.

À la Fin des rencontres

Ta peau est la lune,
Tes cheveux la nuit,
Tes yeux l'amertume
Que ta bouche adoucit.

Godson

No matter what I do or say
The sun keeps rising everyday
And setting once it's crossed the sky.
Then who am I? Then who am I?