How come each morning when we greet the day
The gunk in our eyes makes us say, “what the hey!”
What good is this stuff
Enough is enough
Sometimes nature is a pain in the souffle
verses nights of love
are now and only souffle
OF perfumes and smells
How come each morning when we greet the day
The gunk in our eyes makes us say, “what the hey!”
What good is this stuff
Enough is enough
Sometimes nature is a pain in the souffle
How come each morning when we greet the day
The gunk in our eyes makes us say, “what the hey!”
What good is this stuff
Enough is enough
Sometimes nature is a pain in the souffle
Ce réveil
est lent
Ces instants qui se suivent sans décompte
Comme un levé de soleil distant
Il s'approche
Baigné dans une rose chaude
cette fleur ne pique pas
Non pas cette fois
"Ne la haïs pas".
Chaque inhalation mécanique
Une main qui guide le regarde effleuré
Les paupières s'ouvrent
Dans une noir paisible, dans le pénombre
Le regarde et les mains invisibles
ne sont plus les miens
Avec le souffle
Je me lève
--TRANSLATION--
This awakening
is slow
These uncountable instants filing one after the other
Like a distant sunrise
It approaches
bathed in a warm rose color
This flower does not prick
not this time
"don't hate her"
The mechanical inhale
a hand guiding the brushed gaze
Eyelids open
in the peaceful blackness, in the darkness
The gaze and the invisible hands
are no longer mine own
With a breath
I arise
Closing in on my eighty-second birthday
Still cookin' with gas, keeping the nasties at bay
Still feed myself
Body's still svelte
Can't stop the girlies from caressing my soufflé
How come each morning when we greet the day
The gunk in our eyes makes us say, “what the hey!”
What good is this stuff
Enough is enough
Sometimes nature is a pain in the soufflé
.
Baked sweet potatoes fluffed high
Warm sweet scented base
Eggs, sugar, milk, butter, spices
Coconut, raisins
Chopped pecans topped with
Marshmallows__
Yum!
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