Friday, November 19, 2010

Burping After The Flu

Love subversive

an emergency.
I proclaimed my love to my friends, friends, neighbors.
With excess. With
despair.
a matter of life or death.
many have been puzzled.
affected. Most
was portrayed.
not accustomed to that.
the end are just as before.
although often a lot of people every day. Abandoned
all'occasio.
the manna daily. Palliative
only for survival. After
avr touched for a moment the sky with a finger.
trying to stay together. The
as long as possible.
collapsed worse than before.
A world to be reconstructed.
calmly.
Patience.
transforming the colorless manna into something else.
More palatable. Of
higher. Meanwhile
wearing the mask. I eat
of microbial plankton.
Just to stay alive.
They call it fate. The more daring
providence.
Fuck.
is natural.
Fuck.
Where were you when I created the world ...
Fuck.

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