when is it now

mercredi 23 octobre 2013

he was a father for twenty years , then the black, or white, or green hole , green doors that open , a doctor in a white coat , or black , or blue , advances , he tells us, he yells us he announced us what how, why, yes, no, then it comes, it is , yes, no , he's dead , my mother collapsed on my brother who immediately takes the role of father are second , I remain all right, I got a message, life is short , it changes what that day is not over , I dream that it would be a life one day, in the morning , it starts , everything is beautiful but a little cold, it's noon, time for lunch , the afternoon I play until tea time , then the lights go down , the anxiety goes , what is left of my life is already evening , the end is near , I have not done anything in my life, everything is gone , there is nothing before, so what should we do, jump into the air , catching a star, telling him that everything is fine, live fast , go, drink , vomit , go, drink , vomit , it's slow, I thought that move quickly to the next objective , well no , wait , I know do it, I 've done it , I know where to put the cushions orange and brown colored ones , each in its place, an ancient place that corresponds to plan, I had to be someone, but if I want to change , do something else , it is not permitted , the plan prohibits it , but I will, I will , it's my freedom , I live on this earth, it is my right , come on, no it with me , I know where I go, I go, that's all, you can not tell me otherwise ,

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