lunes, 3 de octubre de 2011

The flick

The flick…

You don´t see
But feel
Inside the urban tissue
Craving streets

It is always prepared

DNAer of love
Some of its loses                    
Will make you mad
And some of its wins

The flick
You feel inside
Like a 10,000 watts bass

It is above all

Also flows inside you
And me
And every thing
It may like

It likes beds
And prefers white linen sheets
But will make its tasks
On bare grass

Ask masters
From Lao Tzu and above
Why you´re below?
And they will tell you bored:
Because you asked for more
Flickering time
VABM October 1, 2011

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