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[Pseudomuse]

C’est un jour de petites merveilles [This is a day of little wonders]
A Cigarettes burning at both ends kind of day
One of those that comes along
When you’re just ready to give up
And you’re not sure of anything but
The color of the haze: grave nondescript shade of animosity

C’est un jour de petites rêves [This is a day of little dreams]
Where the sprinkling lights of downtown
Blend into a fuzzy reminders of
Discothèque music and mid morning tonics
Skin on skin fairy dances
And black and white shudder pictures

C'est le jour qui changera le monde [This is the day that changes the world]
A Fireworks of the brain light bulb kind of day
One of those that makes you think more of the future than of the past
When you know as the light gets in
It will stay forever
Tangibly pushing against the menial thoughts of self

C'est le jour du monde le fini [This the day the world ends]
The Orange Fanta drips from her pale lips
It bubbles, shading freckled skin
Coloring fantastically within the lines of flesh
Here come the flashing of the siren’s highlights
The casual destruction of another government statistic

C'est le jour je trouve moi-meme [This is the day I find myself]

[Queen of Rain]

Once again you prove your great talent.. I love these modern poems so much, i think you could add some more senses in there, i get the french feeling of it and it wud just fit so well if you r3efered to french smells.. this is the most elaborated social critisism ive read of you and its burning hot.. the second stanza seems a bit weird in the context but still, overall this poem is excellent..

[Pseudomuse]

thank you dear, yeah I'm in the process of editing it right now. So I'll post the next draft soon.

PM

[Pseudomuse]

thank you dear for the review. I edited it finally!

PM

[Queen of Rain]

with the transaltion to the french parts this poem got so much stronger in a way as one saw the contrasts in it.. somehow the first stanza apperas to "chatty" like explaining stuff in sentences instead of using beuttiful words.. but its still a great poem..