Wednesday, May 22, 2013

lament of a pea feather

in the land of coffee
would you have tea?

would you still play indie rock?
when swimming with the sounds of the sea?

if i tell you Now
would you ask me Where?

i'm selling you smiles
would you drop the lies?

if i come back from the land of the dead
smelling of curry but dripping with honey
would you drink me?

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