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watching you without knowing
it's all there
how I adore you.
I am in this body for a while
and I never had a better angle
as I have with your lips
to breath
and breathe
waiting.
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Look at us as we do not fit.
your poems vs my poems
your attitude vs my attitude
all there
like we play in a super porn movie
directed by Shakespeare
that trying to reinvent the mirage
between the camera and our ****ing
says STOP
- I want to talk only about daggers, not to use them.
and everything will be ok.
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I laughed
I was laughing like the sun through the clouds
but he did not care at all
that someone like me could write every day
about love,
about you
and we were so close
then I left.
Look at my hands I said
My goodness
you just do not see?
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about who does or not does in literature
we meet so many dogs
barking dogs
biting dogs
all kinds of dogs
some with pedigree and those collars
with shiny medallions
or stray dogs for which
leash is their salvation
and their freedom has the effect of a yelping…
for whom saw Hitchhiker's Guide intergalactic
they know
rezistance is useless!
for others it can be a mouse literature.
white one
sitting quietly in the closet
and nibbling on paper shelves.
what's behind the paper does not matter
it could be a trap
and literature not possibly be a rat
no!?
I do not know what is about with all the literature lately
But sure it's not the girl in the fourth grade
that girl who runs and
her panties always fall
or her teacher's fault?
finally
[I pray]
rezistance is useless
could be hell on earth
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I do not like to recite poetry
nor have talent at this.
Instead I grab a woman
of flesh
hair
her feel all
to just love her
with her ??lips,
tongue with everything and gave
and God gave me.
Finally who does not want to ****
when has everything.
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some ****ed in the mouth, put blades
He was not absurd
to give us words.
we have given ourselves
to appear more beautiful
to love otherwise
criminals
to be perfect
we do not feel alone
+ need to explain
why and how, etc..
all are funny
and finally I do not understand
Where is He in all of this!?
look
Can it and shout:
Oh, my God!
but I must take care
to pray
not be afraid
to forget all the words
me to stay away
because some of they make a love of this things
just for them.
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we have phones
we have drink
we have all
and we try to keep us alive
because in fact we need a good woman.
and when we get home at night
turn on the light and we have no idea if something may happens too
wherever she may be
our eyes have that color
as can be love in the middle
and no
we are not so ignorant
're just blind.
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all kinds of words
and I had no idea that my heart
had overnight become a Unabomber
ready to blow me for mismatch.
I thought it was better to dodge
that I can not really say
as the radio announces a bombing
or something
it did not bring anything good.
and I am determined not to complicate things
it's so easy to make use of this body
to reach you
to kiss you
and all this in outside light
who does not need anything extra.
- Let there be light!
is a good light
white one.
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sometimes even crows
crawling through your room
and when someone does not understand
rushes to kill
download gun fire after fire
until the noise floor wings
was removed and freezes your hands
its too late to explain
they are your love
and you
stand up less.
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I stick the paper of what appears to be a gray canvas
and then I shove this filter between
on the edge of it
after that I put the tobacco
as for a those good strong cigarette
then with tongue from one head to another
do not know why
but when I do that
I want to rub me.
not because I'm some wanker
vulgar nor gave me the head to be
No.
is merely a state of
in which the cigarette rolls up
make clank
to get her out
and I beat her
while I thinking of your nipples
and burn
burn so good!
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