Monday, May 27, 2002

no. 1

-lo revelador es lo que he dejado de escribir en este post-





um, escucho música al azar con audífonos gigantes
y escribo con los ojos cerrados



you don’t come to visit

I’m losing the patience

i try to stay awake but its 58hours since that i last slept with you

hysterical and useless

don’t get sentimental

juices flowing

hey man, slow down

when it comes it is so so disappointing

no one else would know

i must get out once in a while

i keep falling over i keep passing out when i see a face like you

it barks at no one else but me




10/06/2004