Busy Ines
A breezy blog about serious topics that might concern one person or the whole universe. Short pieces to be enjoyed with your morning coffee or evening vodka, which will make you reflect on your life for at least one minute.
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Busy’s easygoing, flirty, lazy alter ego. Writes whenever she feels inspired by any kind of thing, thought or theme. Mixes fiction with reality, writes in verse or prose, likes to stay passively alert.
Impressions
The space for book and film reviews, impressions from interesting events, interviews and meaningful interactions with exuberant people.
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summer weekend
08/06/2014
day
everybody's left
the streets are empty (and hot)
like in the wild west
feel the treacherous wind
nothing moves but
the leaves in the deserted park
we wait in concrete caves
flapping our eyelids
like butterfly wings
nothing moves but
the (hot) bus of tourists
easy
the weekend is ours
night
like lizards
we come out
slowly
slumbering creatures
city lights bounce
around us
till we run
run and collect
run and connect
with the lights
dancing
singing
skimming bodies like beach books
bright smiles on dark faces
don't sleep now
the weekend is (hot) ours
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