Monday, April 11, 2011

Lazy flies


It seems to be resignation
in real response.
I am including any sensitive touch,
Each involuntary embrace
and travel of the pressure when too scared.
Behind your back becomes immoral.
Aware of the lazy flies
sip the water we take in the throat,
but then everything disappears and you just
I want to smash everything refuge.
I'm looking forward to any messages
even if their content appears to
be unsatisfactory.
If only I could be a hybrid
Your dreams about women, so
Who can disown themselves now
 
Spread my paints,
that on a scrap of cardboard, which
have been given the most to me.
It will be a good excuse
too long for my scream.
What I cannot give,
exceeds the size,
I can give it.
I am not waiting for you to be thinking

I am looking out of the window
Like a light in the smoky bars, drunken,
that helps out.
Returns sensitivity
shows up in every gesture
before the body becomes too light.

Making a meal of me now
you’re the perfect host.