just when the curtains of life starts rolling down
you recognize it
a scream, please days: mind my wig
take your oath; do not run that canary
a broken wing; hungry laid across the road
drove all night, never reached
a hazy destination
heart full of laughter
and a bit of tears
take me home, no not now
I wonna enjoy the funeral
Gosh, you look fabulous in pink
always hated your black oval hat
am i still me, still dubious, still fractured
never mind my cracked kidney
it will disappear soon
just keep it up; disconnected
then go to sleep; hug a billow.
wake up Blondie; feed me the bread
devils desire to tango. love at sunrise.
Alfonso thought about it since he was twelve….
Today, it is imminent.. Yes; it should be now before it is too late..
He is just not so sure where or when to start…and
With what?,….With whom?…..And why is it need:
Mate, it is a pain in the neck. Call whoever to recreate stinky souls..
When all done; devils will entertain the town again..
Chimneys fall on the backer shop..
Bar girls running across the street half naked..
Holding her son with bloody weak arms; Kate screams.
Be aware, the buss driver just went unconscious; drunk maybe.
Now, Alfonso calls again…
No answer… Why? Where it the Lord of the rings..
Where did all the peculiar guys disappear?
Alfonso, it is just another one ugly illusion of yours; Kate shouts..
Time to create it all over again; Maintain you manhood.