Pilates & Lattes

Mme de Sévigné se demandant si faire des Pilates serait plus bénéfique que de tenir des Salons? 

Premier poème* 

*qui n'a rien à voir avec Mme de Sévigné - c'est seulement trop jolie comme image 

Life is so simple
Inside the body
Outside the mind
Cafeine down your veins
Thin is never enough
Strenght built by tube mentors
Of Tivo culture
Cacophony of afternoon agonies
Life coach bring happiness
The need to fill the void
Priests of modern nightmares
Guide them to the path
The Nirvana
The Zen
The Feng Shui
But wait
This is a spirituality you can buy
You do not  need to close your eyes
You simply need to open your pocketbooks
To the Gurus that Oprah spun off
Doctor Phil
Fill me Up
My cup is empty
My muscles loose
I vegetate in the coma of the desperate housewife
I cannot stand to be with me
I am no one
I depart for Chapters
Where I flip through books
Guides on life changes and passages
Starbuck glances at me
I forget about my destiny
As I sip the Comachinno that is my life.

(Extrait d'une série poétique rédigée entre 2004 et 2006 et intitulée Poems from the Cubicle - Lorsque j'étais prisonnière du Cubicule municipal)