joi, 18 septembrie 2008

PRETTYBOY


Hollow lands,
Hollow seas,
Water proof jackets,
Hyper speeds,
Long lasting years,
Moment drops.
What are you searching in my dreams?
I bet I'm not in yours.
Where am I?
Swimming?
Eating cookies in the elevator.
Sweet!
Sweetness…
On my lips,
In my mouth and on my tongue,
In your eyes,
And on the steep mountains.
I wash this sweetness away with some bitter beer,
Some tasty refreshing beer.
I masturbate you away.
I find you in my morning thoughts,
At the rising moment of the sun.
When I walk the hollow Lands,
When I swim the hollow Seas.

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