Freedom by concealment
Folder: Latsempo◸arThe outside world, a mere illusionClose your eyes and blur your visionThe less you see, the better you'll seeOpen up and you'll be free Free to conceiveFree to believe
View ArticleGuiDance
Folder: Latsempo◸arA light, a light, seen from afarGuiding lost souls into the jar A lantern, a lantern, felt from near byA/Long live the phantasms that do try
View ArticleD'Siewerknaach + Legend
Folder: Latsempo◸arLiew ake juelLiew ake juel mander Siewerknaach Riem fitt verfallRiem fitt verfall klaischt hain Aalenoch bevill Tue Strieser moul oh joBlaache Foul mass mer plätsche gin...
View ArticleReflection upon the National Anthem
Folder: Latsempo◸arLuxembourgish AnthemWou d'Uelzecht durech d'Wisen zéit, Duerch d'Fielsen d'Sauer brëcht. Wou d'Rief laanscht d'Musel dofteg bléit, Den Himmel Wäin ons mëcht. Dat as onst Land, fir...
View ArticleNational motto inverted
Folder: Latsempo◸arMir wölle bleiwe wat mir sin We want to remain what we are We are remains of whatwewant Remains = the parts left over after other parts have been removed, used, or destroyed In...
View ArticleDismembrance
One hand resting on the keyboard One ear soaking up the musicOne eye roaming through old pictures The other half is drowning in reality
View ArticleFatalités
Un suaire oppressant, fait de gaze érodée, recouvrit son visage à moitié corrodé par le temps s'écoulant qui suintait de ses pores.Le haillon s’enfonçait au-dedans des orbites, s’imprégnant d’une...
View ArticleMoment of clarity
Dear world, Another heap of cells is slowly dimming away, flickering, for now, through the evergrowing tissue of space and time. I know I won’t be remembered for long, should you even realize that I’ve...
View ArticleNoyade
Errant au bord de mer, je fuis les cris d'enfants[Cris de joie. Cris d'antan : fantômes cancéreux],Lorsqu'au bord des rochers, surplombant l'océan,Des pleurs asphyxiés s'évaporent hors de L'eau....
View ArticleLumières automnales
Quand le soleil enduit les faîtes de ParisEt que l'ambre automnale innonde de ses pleursLes caves et sous-sols de nos atrophiés cœurs,L'espoir semble fleurir à nos malheurs enfouis. Le feuillage...
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