EVERY NIGHT I SPIT A BIT

writing words across the mind
since I can't remember
but still every night

warning number two

once I came
into living
like she said
suddenly
while starring into laughter
sitting happily – no one cares
waving goodbye
being desperous
people love the love
of liking
the love of killing
the wish and desire of
she said
fucking small talk
understanding big time
killing all your wishes
and kidding all your lies
and the thing about her’s
she said
about that envelope that strokes
that no one knows
the living
that one loves
and cares
and jerks off about
the washing and the waving
killing goodbyes
like feeding small flies
and then she said

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