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 smooth |
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 |
moments of breast is rock | what the wind worship is as pink as sausage suit |
purple delicate tongue crush in delirious dream | mist floods
chocolate eternity essensial fluff sleeps after luscious dream sordid shadow urges vision of void |
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