...stay and listen
to no one,
For everyone who
try to ***** on my
own cup of Tea I
will boil and flood
to spoil the brim, not
only the brim of the
cup but... the table of
the tea
Last term, in somewhere
like a public classroom
a beautiful young fawn
knock on my skull and
let my cranium to wake
up as sudden as the sun
rise...
I can see on her retina a
classicism scan and from
her tongue a cute twisting

It may be, a feeling
between indoor and
outdoor