Isa Verputten
2025
Personal Collumn
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Only when i’m on something I rediscover the artistic side
I talk too fast because i think what i’m saying is boring
But by talking fast I lose attention
I will put on coney island
And tap back into my poetic potential
Actually my autocorrect made it into Poetin potential
I think i agree
He has some potential
I just wish i could go back to the time i played football for the coach
Actually reading anything someone had written these days is fun
Everyone has poetic potential
I met a girl from Spain who met a guy from Australia in Sri Lanka
And we met in Amsterdam
And the city really is a funny place
And different people will have my taste
And i love love
And i could never be just friends
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There was the Indian
There was the sand, the ceramic cup and the trust
There was me, my new fellow alcoholic friend and his friend on a scooter
The three of us on the scooter
After 4 days we kissed each other
There was the tree and the boredom it comes with
The guitarsolo
And actually we didnt
Why is the tree so boring
The woman next to me fell asleep with her glasses on
This really must be the place
And I, actually like my boss
I found myself in the train leaving from Amsterdam to Eindhoven at 23:39
Rabat reminds me of Hollywood (i have never been to Hollywood) and she told her friend it’s good to have a Husband with the capital H
Egypt Editorial (collab with Sandro Vestita)
I lost my phone with the book we planned to write and publish together
Maybe we can start from scratch
I don’t understand the rapper 6ix9ine and that’s where this story ends
I left my Apple ID in the mosque - my screen broke
I am in a colony without a passport
a million mirrors don’t fall
I will laugh
Islam called me I picked up
the taxidriver was a dj in his past life
stop kissing me I’m ovulating
back home we could have sex in the back of a taxi
The sky is in one room
and normally I’m not obsessed with condoms
I now have two broken phones and probably I ovulated and I don’t feel the urge to dance
from now you are the general manager of my life
Ricky should stop singing and for you I am going to love Jeff Buckley
I went to the psychologist she told me to go to the psychiatrist, right now I’m in Egypt
I used to be an adult then I got hacked now I’m in love
She is heading to the Africa cup held in Portugal such a weird colonial statement AGAIN Tenerife is up next
its sharia angels
Forget your life before
I forgot already was just a game a trial we used to play we are in the final game like in Wimbledon playing the last set its game set we need Agassi to pick up us at the mental airport and explain how to win score
wait, police meeting point
Italy is the password
you make the house I make the baby (in a patriachial way)
We did laundry there because we thought we were going to live there forever
Even if that word is scary to us both
I have the password its Italy it made us overcome red lines in the colony
I’ll tell you later now I am wondering who started the war and who’s gonna win in this mental Wimbledon game we call love or life
In Sinai, God gave someone the ten commandaments
I saw goats walking with the NATO flag behind them announcing imminent psychomental wars
different from the war inside me who’s sometimes doesn’t me allow to experience the world and these mountains as real and pure, as they are
White flags then? (for peace purposes)
No I don’t think your mother is actually scared of you, she sometimes is scared of herself, and you of yourself, and these scary lines crossroad in the irrational light of the day and confuse them, confuse the object even, like in the sexual tension story, and you and her don’t know anymore where to direct these lines, who was the first who started who was the object who these were directed to and so on
Anyway, the night comes with its calmness and it will save us everyday
I want to climb these mountains with a fake Gucci cap
I just really like word documents they are aesthetically my type
I am very sensitive about this
that’s why we are different: we are the same
I’m at a lack of words because now I’m craving an empty Word file
I love white black and grey it suits me and I don’t say this as anything else but me
When in doubt always go for option B
He was a heidegger freak planning the family in Egypt
Ricky should stop singing like before
and we’re not even in Egypt right now and everytime you go away I count down the seconds untill you come back again
I met Him in dahab he was a junkie heading to that one controversial city searching for questions
to save me for who I could be not from who I am
Cinderella calls a taxi with insects
windy pleasure on my Face God I could have been something God I could have been something in Mexico
Come as a guest leave as a friend
You are going to buy me diamond ring but a really classy one