sexta-feira, 21 de Novembro de 2008

Speach of the Sick to the fish

What you are?
Fish that open your mouths and nothing say.
Those who are sick a lot say
but open their mouths they do not.

Fish who smoke with their mouths open
and make bubbles then
Sick ones that smoke with their mouths closed
and enjoy their highs

Fish who drown the minds of the sick
Sick ones that try to keep their minds above water
and their noses under, full of virus.

Fishs who smoke stoned weeds
and laugh
Sick ones who smoke garden weeds
and think

Fishs like plants think
And the sick who hail the winter

Who are the barely close-minded fishs
that always open their mouths to say nothing
And the sick thing that keep
their mouths shut
and are always thinking(?)

Maybe some can say
"long live the winter
and their headaches"
Or is by the remaining
of an "headhach"?

Maybe the easy way of
the life fishs
start to be sacrified(?)


Like the strange understood world,
strange things happen,
and noone understand.

May live nothing.

...
...
Who is going to hug me tonight?
A big fat worm?
But I hate worms.
I do not love god
to be huged by a worm.




The meaningless
are in your head.



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