The sand sticks to my white skin. In my nostrils. On my lips, in my lips, in my inactive mouth. In my useless mouth. Sand. Waves come and go before my eyes, black and white under the warm moon, smelly like seaweed, sensual jellyfish, dead fish, like a song i wish i could sing. Waves… Continue reading The sand (Are you happy?)
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Deception
I look deep into your big, brown eyes And watch, as they believe all my lies I know how bad you want the truth But the one thing unbelieved was the truth