13 junio, 2012

Back to Buk

I don’t know why I cannot stop the platters inside my head…

Who matters,

she is not so shy

and my heart shatters, and my dick spatters,

and I’m just a fly

floating in whisky –the latter-

-or not-

 pissed, I know, but pissed tonight inside her eyes.

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