say magnifique.

Found in the depths of my mothers treasure chest, this beauty has taken up most of my summer holiday time. Translating and loving it, my favourite scene is no doubt Scene V.

The jest of the scene: "Gringoire, pointing to his own pale, thin face, told the King how he had twice spoken words of love, and how he had been answered, once by a burst of laughter, and secondly by tears of pity."
I can relate.

‎"I am free of all prejudices. I hate everyone equally"

my eyeballs sting.

goot, josh goot.

Would you rather explore the whole galaxy and learn the secrets of the universe alone or stay home with loved ones and friends?
Right now, fuel up the rocket ship.
But one would need some suitable intergalactic attire, no?

Voodoo Girl.

Her skin is white cloth,

and she's all sewn apart

and she has many colored pins

sticking out of her heart.

She has many different zombies

who are deeply in her trance.

She even has a zombie

who was originally from France.

 

But she knows she has a curse on her,

a curse she cannot win.

For if someone gets

too close to her,

the pins stick farther in.

Today I made a fond discovery of a book of poems called "the melancholy death of oyster boy & other stories" written and illustrated by Tim Burton. Wonderfully simple, yet so clever. Go to your local Borders and buy the book or check them out on his site. 

it's too far gone and now nobody gets it. maybe i'm insane, and have been all along.
mmm.
whaaatever.

Summer Camp "Round The Moon" from POPFRENZY HQ on Vimeo.