Joelles Equations. « A Lucky Man had a few gorgées of whisky ».

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And I will still say you are my only wife
I was shouting « Where is my wife »
And an Indian Man said
You must be the lucky man
I am sir I am lucky
Now Bordeaux Montaigne saura
That they cyber criminelles
There will be no pitty no mercy
Criminals will have blood
Pay it by blood Pay it in blood
Et dites à tous nos amis
Que nous allons partis
Et que nous sommes déjà partis
Lucky Lucky Man
He doesnt even remember who he is
But he still believes in Reality
Like a Rock
His feets are still on the grounds
He doesnt want shit
He just wants his wife
And she is the American Fit Ass
Et ceci étant que voici que voilà
She doesnt need any cours de cuisine
She doesnt need no therapist no psychologist
She just need to keep her ass fit
And to talk that talk
Like their first time »
(…)
Mounir Zakriti
« The Lucky Man », in « Joelles Equation »
New American Romantism, 2026.