För ett par år sedan köpte
jag en set med magnetiska ord
(se: Fridge Poetry)
att sätta på kylskåpet. Detta är vad som står just
nu på kylen.
| I
cry for a thousand mean men |
I am under the bed |
| only
a mad woman will cry over some lazy egg head |
an whisper with what the wind worship is as pink as sausage hit |
| death
smells sweet summer rain he wispers about bitter love when I worship his gorgeous behind |
raw
blood ache |
| girl honey
fiddle to the black void to pant moan chant and scream |
do not drink two drunk |
| never go there on a stormy sea | why do some gergous girls like mean men |
| I do not
like blowing enormous black apparatus do you |
no but i like to shake my ugly legs on the moon |
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