I go. I guess I will bring back in September.
If so, read Bolaño and distrustful of editors.
(Photo is of Gerda Taro)
SCRATCH AM TIRED LEGS FOR DAYS TO GET BLOOD Later he picks up the scabs to see if the wounds have healed
that this does not lead anywhere
I should be more respectful
myself
smile in the morning
get up to a good start
die of laughter
of senseless jokes
with which
constantly presents me
turning on streetlights sing
while everyone cheers
sick of flattery
a soulless morons
who hold the key
(supposedly)
of worldly success
leave the path of the loser
to fight against
bypass
missing person making to get
my own goals
make it unique and definitely ...
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