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Flights of fancy_14 / Lost thought,

Posted in Flights of fancy by colettesays on 29 septembre 2013

I can’t be here and not here : being lovable and invisible.


Flights of fancy_13 / Tales of the city,

Posted in Flights of fancy by colettesays on 16 octobre 2012

Take the bus – Line 71 – to Haight & Ashbury.

Take a walk on Haight St./ smell of weed is everywhere. Think green – think about doing space cakes with Eli on Wednesday.

Have lunch at the Magnolia Pub & Brewery : cheddar burger + Loser beer + one press pot of Blue Bottle.

Get a poem at a corner of a street : « Pick a subject. Give your price. Have a poem ». Ask a poem about the poet himself. He’s name is Lynn.

Ride a bus – Haight & Ashbury to Castro : dangerous trip to get down of the hills – amazing view on SF.

Walk down on the 16th St. in Castro until the Adobe Book Shop : the place is quiet. People are kind. Find a children book of poetry and leave.

Take a Cable Car from Mission to Market St.

Meet a black man with his dog – a baby pittbull – take a picture of both of them then go back to the hotel.

Meet Eli later. Let her introduce me to her Compagny. Have some drinks with them at the Rye Cocktail Bar. Drink too much.

Back to the hotel. Have sex with Eli.

Wake up at 6 am. Have a bath in the pool of the hotel. Then take a shower before to meet Alice.

Rainy day. The rain is tough. It’s impossible to find a path between the drops – i’m wet. Sticky clothes and drowning thoughts.

China Town : fishes are big. People are small.

Breakfast at Mama’s in Little Italy. Take an old fashioned crumb + the buttermilk pancakes with strawberries and a latte. The food is fat but good. You have to pass by the kitchen to go to the bathrooms.

Rain again.

Buy an over-sized umbrella in a tiny touristic shop to a tiny chinese woman. 13 dollars. Comfort is priceless.

Cross the way of a gentle woman who says « Ladies you are beautiful. You look like in Vogue ! »

Create a cover of an AbFab song and sing it under the rain – sing out of tune :
« We are walking down the street ! People say « hello ! », they say we’re looking good… But we keep…. Walking down the street… »

Pop by the Beats Museum and the City Lights Bookstore – take the time and read some Beat poetry without buying anything.

Pop by The MoMa book store

Go shopping with Alice at Whole Food : everything looks good. Everything is organic. The prices too.

Rain stops.

Get back to the hotel. Have a relaxing bath and waiting for Eli.

Flights of fancy_12 / The Laughing Heart,

Posted in Flights of fancy by colettesays on 25 mai 2012

« your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is a light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
be on the watch.
the gods will offer you chances.
know them.
take them.
you can’t beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.
your life is your life.
know it while you have it.
you are marvelous
the gods wait to delight
in you ».

– Charles Bukowski –

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Flights of fancy_11 / Bambi theory,

Posted in Flights of fancy by colettesays on 30 janvier 2012

If you remove the « m » from Bambi, it suddenly sounds like « Baby ». And it’s there that lies all of the Bambi’s theory : Bambi is a baby who’s lost his m-om.

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Flights of fancy_10 / Frozen yoghurt,

Posted in Flights of fancy by colettesays on 24 janvier 2011

I love stroking refrigerator doors. Their surfaces, soft and cold with no ruggedness.

What pleases me about fridges, I don’t like it about people. That flat seamless milky perfection that makes good people, good people.

Flights of fancy_09 / Queen of swords, keen of chords : spleen of Lords,

Posted in Flights of fancy by colettesays on 5 janvier 2011

She always searched for her shadow on the walls.

Her reflection in the mirrors didn’t matter.

Flights of fancy_08 / Confessions of an old gay man,

Posted in Flights of fancy by colettesays on 10 juin 2010

Life is pink. Life is everywhere. Pink is everything.

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Flights of fancy_07 / Dawn,

Posted in Flights of fancy by colettesays on 8 avril 2010

We are so similar and so different,
as a day and its tomorrow – as a father and his son.

Flights of fancy_06

Posted in Flights of fancy by colettesays on 24 mars 2010

I noticed this morning that I had no authority on my toothbrush.

Strangely, that does not frighten me.

Flights of fancy_05 / Tribute to that pretty feeling of being sad, bored and fully empty,

Posted in Flights of fancy by colettesays on 11 mars 2010

I like people.
Trying to learn things about them
trying to understand who they are
trying to explain who i am.
Why are you so bored and sad ?
Even if i am a little bit too, i think that one day
everything will be okay.
You/we need to trust in tomorrow morning.
Because tomorrow is a new day
and a new day is a new drawing
and a new drawing is a new story –
and it must be a beautiful story
because “time is a carbon copy”.