1 January, 2:25am
We thought it would be fun.
To wear shorts in shiny snow,
To fall asleep with sausage roll
Between the legs.
And let all beer,
Sing “Hallelujah” to Japan and back.
To find three-legged cat without an eye
to chat about a little rain of wine…
for everyone to drink,
or have a bath.
1 January, 1:13pm
It feels like punishment this morning.
Wake up with smelly feet close to my face.
The feet, you never wanted to touch,
to see, to act with.
what reminds me about
the unborn memories,
blind hallucinations of nightmares,
Those darkest I can’t name…
When all is burning hot,
start suddenly to dance.
Inside your gut.
And you expecting death.
1 January, 7:21pm
But let’s get back to you,
who pushed me to write this passionate confession.
You told me
It was the grand finale of the old race,
And we are on the trip to new…
New Kama Sutra.
But all I can remember is a cake
we bought in local store.
And how I fed it to a fish we found,
or spoke to…
Anyway, tell me,
why was it so important
to follow neighbor’s dog until the sunrise?
Why tried you to jump in pillow case and scream
“Nurse! Nurse! I’m getting worse!”?
Oh, never mind.
I understand. That was important.
2 January, 3:20am
I don’t feel nuts. And bolt. Feel nothing. What time is it?
2 January, 9am
I’d like to rhyme my thoughts with a glass of wine
Tequila is a new trend.
Or a friend…