24 april 2020
Your Dress Code
Coming back with
nipples and fangs, all
the black visions.
Those lunging at the
helpless prey, a hundred arms,
pythonic- to squeeze
the life out of
the rising voice.
You were my trust,
my secret, then why this
curse,
of your signs, your signature,
your face?
You were me, I was you.
We were not different, I open
my chest to receive the bullets
the stone, the stick.
The words.They swim
like dolphins, whistling
crossing the horizons
reaching beyond the colored dresses.
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stalker gwiazdkowyAS
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Każde wspomnienie jest jakEva T.
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Każda rzecz nocą nabieraEva T.
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Happy New Year!Eva T.
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