Wednesday, February 25, 2009

The smoker

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My dream sitting on the window bay

smoking an endless cigarette

her eye sight stabbed me like a sharp knife

I torn all her hair and

threw out of the window

they turned into birds

flying afar and never came back

 

she is now a bald nightmare

making love with my insomnia

so I get up

smoking with her too

on the window bay

How long will my cigarette

 

burns

to the end?

 

1:24am, Feb 25 on the window bay@my bedroom

-xG.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

woo you changed another style, u are always so enengetic for this