1 - Bobbi
Bobbi wants the dried fruit for breakfast, two apricots and a bit 'of milk,
with a little 'honey, if its entry is less acute than usual.
fingering his lips He looked at me, scrutinizing me there twiddling, curious,
tarnished by the mirror in the bathroom (she just had a shower).
Everything he says is easy to understand, this gives me time
to look at it, the neon light dissolves into the marshes of its spectrum.
After a while, 'he laughs, he does it every time I look down.
She has my own eyes, my own eyes (open or closed).
allow fingers to the "hair". A chemical cloud of aftershave
we smear her face from the cheeks to the ears, nose, chin.
"O razor, our treasure, our masks Galls ungrateful
and join in an androgynous body and impenetrable (no cuts)"
I dry my hair and comb back very well.
I leave the bathroom hoping not to collide with anyone but Bobby does not give up,
I sprayed the women's perfume on her neck (rare fragrances and precious).
It 's like a shadow, a demi alien disappears when I turn.
She says, "In the morning turn on my nipples with nails flaming wax"
(with English accent unsuccessful but it is not the fault of the deviated nasal septum).
I say "rose quartz, because to be something, when you can be a theory? "
Watch dreaming of his fingernails dirty" ... I do not know. "
"If tonight rub, lying on a grass armchair
my hair on fire, because you expect something,
a snowfall of dandruff to remember something
maybe a snowfall of dandruff to remember "
2 - As if I do not I ever really touched. (THE RETURN OF BOBBI)
Bobbi ignores me and I was left sitting in the corner
with good suit of ridicule, waiting
that his hands warm return , never as sweet as an apology, but still sweet,
are twisted around the glass as its flower,
his footsteps seem to be there to stay and maybe I will.
So even if I can not trust his enthusiasm,
I fear that the future needs of this sweetness.
I would say that I am at least misunderstanding enemy As she
- indeed she hates when I talk about each of the beyond my ideal -
but if it could not even imagine how it would, be understood without
attract or intimidate his eyes.
I hate whining that evoke murmurs too quickly the word "death".
Block, cold creature, my hand,
the palms of my fingers moving, dismantle and scatter
fruit bodies on the walls - the air is also required if you would
at the end of white as we had known.
But you do not understand me. If you, darling, you were the real nature of faith
I would not need to be respected by you, but you'd be
only a sequence of images, bark and branches, as if I
I had never really touched.
3 -
Bobbi untie her ponytail and arcane harmonious
versa synthetic salts ankles
and cigarette butts off the legs.
sitting on the swing in the playground.
wants to work hard, wants to get dirty, smoke
pause and constructive approach to the nonexistence.
sitting on a swing in the playground.
my motto your implementation:
do it quickly and hide.
war cry, catarrh and barley,
is ridiculous ... Who is its people?
Bobbi Bobbi inhale sawdust and caffeine
let us make us dream dreams
Bobbi imagine something, smoke a fox
the corrupted pilgrim expects something
from a flawed man in the suburbs, too corrupt.
Gurda scared each other: I can be myself,
one of them has the crest of the cock in cranial hair.
Bobbi imagine the two having fun together
and then ignore them in front of the house of the Lord.
Bobbi wants to have sex on the beach,
Bobbi wants to be fertile as a Chinese industry.
-lips barley
lips on his forehead pressed barley ,
then separated in the Horn emphatic
between re-enactments and plumes of fire,
distinctions and conversions
in one excess.
We are all egocentric.
I see their faces, slip
multiplying in the motion,
locking points and pounds of air
a long strip, slippery
salt flammable.
We are all egocentric.
If winds exceeding
neglect
the source of their glory
want to be overlooked.
Sai that is so
(lyrics emphatic)
crumbles and fly
life and shame.
wax fat on features Persian, there is
a whisker cricket green on the lower lip.
Cerulean eyes of wheat, raped by healthy
ashamed have lost everything?
Rites before marriage, art exercises for the abdomen,
is advisable to burn the bones of wild boar
for the fire dance that is resistant to rain?
weasels posing with the snake,
genetic photography, photo genesis.
leper My love, my nudity vulgar,
exasperation is my honor,
you'd have thought?
