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Jul 2018
/                    falling asleep while doing an
all night, "vigil",
                           i curl a t-shirt,
and put it over me eyes,
          like a niqab in reverse,,,
people who own cats
complain that i sleep, "too much"...
how can i ever sleep:
             "too little"?
people are too bogus in
their desires to fathom others...
last time i checked:
i hardly felt inclined to
fathom them...
    as long as your freedom does
not infringe upon mine?
cool, cool...
                   but then it
does... and you gain my attention?
my eye-orientating-similitude-of-sound?
i'll simply reply...
with sniffing the air...
to gain the tertiary dimension
of orientation...
                   eyes and sight are
primary...
          hearing and music
are secondary...
                  there is no face behind
a screen, "hiding"...
       you've never allowed
yourself to explore a stab of beef
moulded into a burger,
sensing the cows being fed eggs,
right?
        mm... hmm mm...
            can you do anything
with a herring... other taker than attempt
the Baltic take on "sushi"?
i.e. raw, and in sour scream?
no?!
         oh well...
    Tokyo comes second
within the confines of the concept...

schönnacht:
mein kurz und süss,
     scheißkerl...
                
ist deutsche ist alles das bleiben
aus europa;
und was ist nicht:
         ist wert wiederaufbereitung:
antienglisch:
                       empfindlichkeit...

ts'eppelins!
            fallen!
                   bombe!
    aufregung die nachthimmel!
geben Lon'don,
         was Lon'don:
                  sollte haben!
Mateuš Conrad
Written by
Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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