sunday.
sweaty sheets & awakenings of oversleep —
but never will be an oversleep.
silent sun of fire planks
my fourth moment.
childish tv shows, families i don’t want
everything's just a sedative (in bulk) for the game.
lunch at my place, everybody is welcome
we’ll try to have fun.
then, movie theater, beer & snacks
(and still the fairies will be in their nests)
the ends are all the same
masses i don’t attend
(can’t stand civilization)
and you went awayforgetting to take my heart along.
sweaty sheets & awakenings of oversleep —
but never will be an oversleep.
silent sun of fire planks
my fourth moment.
childish tv shows, families i don’t want
everything's just a sedative (in bulk) for the game.
lunch at my place, everybody is welcome
we’ll try to have fun.
then, movie theater, beer & snacks
(and still the fairies will be in their nests)
the ends are all the same
masses i don’t attend
(can’t stand civilization)
and you went awayforgetting to take my heart along.
domingo.
lençóis suados e despertares de perder a hora —
mas nunca haverão horas a perder.
silêncioso sol de fogo assoalha
meu quarto instante.
programas infantis, famílias não me quero
tudo só calmante (a granel) para o jogo.
almoço lá em casa, chama o pessoal
a gente tenta se divertir.
depois cinema cerveja & pastel
(e ainda assim as fadas estarão em seus ninhos)
os finais sempre os mesmos
missas que não freqüento
(não suporto civilização)
e você foi embora
esquecendo de levar meu coração.
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