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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