terça-feira, 4 de dezembro de 2012

Leaving the party.

Eyes came alive and hope had muscle.
Heresay passed by superb lips.
Half the guests as pissed as polecats.
Exits wouldn´t jump in my way,
The foolish mouth makes noise,
none of the truth the mind so
efficiently propagated comes out.
Radiating boredom Time pretends to be your friend
arriving in your hand and demanding you leave with it.
Farewells didn´t climb a metre.
Down went a few more litres and out went I.
The animal inside as ferocious and disappointed
As a beast returning to the den less fresh prey.
Howling and finally finding laughter a few furlongs
from the lair.
Unreasonable, hilarious what strange beasts we all are.

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