8 acessos
Every day has a beginning and ending,
just like every life has a start and finish.
July is gone like the gasoline
it took to make the circle again.
Florida to florida,
by way of america,
cocaine and soda,
playing tetris in our underwear.
We take turns reading letters,
I read the haiku and
you move your nails across my legs
In your arms,
I don't know who I am,
taking all i know about Nihilism
and trying to build it into a life.
With your thought in mind,
I walk the streets down to the shore
and I sink into the pacific.
This is everything up to now ending,
it was nice to believe for a while.