summer is coming
and everything what I see reminds me of you
the sand on the beach reminds me of your blonde hair
the sea reminds me of your light blue eyes

summer is coming
and the flowers are blossoming
butterflies are being in love
and everything reminds me of him

I want this summer to be like last one
you and me together watching the stars
spending more time than there was in a day
the feeling of wanting to be with you forever

when I first met you there was something about you
but when I first met you my attention was not totally yours

he always told me how special I was, how wonderful
and I coulnd't even hear it, the biggest mistake I have ever made
now Im just waiting for you to come back to me

and deep inside he knows he wants her
but she isn't good for him
and deep inside she knows she needs him
but he always had his doubts

summer is coming
and my biggest fear came true
you never came back to me

she just said, a disturbed song lyric: i want to play with your evil inside... true story... a Novosibirsk girl... who invented this masochism of globalisation? florida china... california spanish apples? sometimes me and a tiny village in crimea would do, just fine... i don't understand why people get bored about brick walls so quickly, or don't contend in chess... or make an easy su doku puzzle extra complicated by repeating 20 seconds of a type o negative song...

mi niet nie(t) budyed...
                                                   me charisma...
   me pogrom...
listening in on football hooligans...
   dirt, naked,
                                    which was much more than an
american girl doing a hand-job
                             trying to buy alcohol later...

just thinking: arab has oil (black gold)...
now he wants snow...
   arab wants snow?
    can the ****** manage the cold?
what the **** do you take to integrate
eskimos in alaska or ultra-mongols
in siberia... sun-cream, or sunglasses?
arab has black gold... now he wants snow...
****** wants snow...
        i'm laughing because his women
aren't equipped to standardise that
environment... they'll need much more
than a niqab if that's what you're trying
to colonise... seriously... much more
than a niqab... niqabs don't work in siberia...

  be slavic *****...                   we darwinist...
you ******* darwinist?
                       you survive, or you
                                           die? like... die?
die telling funny jokes?
                         you darwinism?

i mean... i love watching a woman
exposing her genitals,
******* on screen,
                         all wet and i think i'm
watching daffodils...
                        it's spring...

i clench my teeth and imagine sheep..
then i take a bite... and *sheer...

bradzie!                  idziom!

                  ­   finally... what wakes the barbarian...
and what gives it so much support,
given rugby is so... so... ******* boring?

just look at the horde... look at it wriggling
and angry...
     all those yachts can go to hell...
i remember owning a doberman,
and he bit into a **** and there were this
maggots wriggling inside of it...
  that really defined my childhood memory...

what's the west if not a trans- debate
about genitals? so... what the **** is that?
boiled, scrambled or poached?
           or the next post-Freudian metaphor...
what is it that might even provide me
for a cohesion strategy?
        
but you're still need more thana  niqab is you're
going to spread to siberia,
the jew hating in the koran seems a bit of a fake,
given the invasion of germany...
    some ******* queer look at debating free will...
the muslims are doing the jews deported from europe
a favour... really...
      how coulnd't they...
the problem is... what favour are the muslims doing
to the europeans?
  
pasnawitz harasho... the **** is this model of springbox
talking? the english talk spaghetti nasal in american,
i know that... they're like nag nag nag nausea...
      peppercorn on the ******* throat...
          i'm trying to actually write what a Bulgar
******* calls harasho...
     nie(t)   that tao is annoying... in polish that's written
as: i won't build this...
         nie............. budjed....
                       harasho?
ok... look... there's no laughing about it...
   i just get -арашo....
  i can't find a ha... maybe because that's because
н             couples to en, or na na na, na na na...
nursery rhymes would be easier...
harasho... or... dobże? or dobrze? or ok?
     china ching or quang moong do?
try a Beijing duck!
                           iffy... it's like you almost
want to pick up these influences for the mere
hell of it... given the fact that your message is
so different...
              
   it's just problematic...
how do you not attach ю (yu)
   to э (aha! no attache letters!)
and then not say niet budyed....
                                   ниет будюэд.... how?

i'm only writing this because i've been told to hate poland,
and then later told to call england the narcissistic
bellybuttons the the world, with their greenwich 0...
   i actually don't think i was told lives...
given that english women are reducible to
     bridget jones diaries, or a rotherham journal of a
teenage girl...
  
    i swear... if i'm not marx and there is no engels...
then this is a revision of victorian england...
                        given the english treatment of children
or the concept of marriage...
    that's hardly me boasting...
               what's coming, living with your parents?
drinking to excess but still able to watch the oscar ceremony
with them and then writing your father's
      invoices?
                       hence the pyramid argument:
throw one of a one-armed bandit into the equation
and let's never meet on what could be called
a mutuality or.... that shared plataeu akin
to a.a., because the internet never fosters that attempt
at cohesion... well... unless people flock to
suicidal sites...

  me? i'm still much more bothered about
ниет будюэд... and whether that really does translate
as niet budyed...             yack jack jesus yahweh
had me bewildered why genghis khan came along.

she couldn't take it
she coulnd't take it
oh god, you have no idea what she's dealing with

she did what she had to do
to leave everything behind
and start anew

even the man she loves the most

She preached upon breath till it argued her narrow ,she committed so many sins that nobody believe her,
Her broard was too hard that  the truth coulnd come out her mouth until proclaimed that she is a liar,
The truth never flew to the nearest ocean .
It was a coincidence that jesus will meet a disable liar .

didlo *******
because you coulnd't get
a *******?!
short story short:
why did you text
my ex-g-f
     pictures of
                  your genitals?!
while i was dating her?!
sure...
  off cut...
    i love... pregnant
women exfoliating their
sexuality with tummy....
  like louis xiv waiting for
his fisborn...
          came the man,
the crucifix... the woman
and the stake....
                  i just need to
gurantee a word of mouth
across this stratum...
                and...
no... death would be a liberty....
what you want is...
         what history
doesn't allow...
justice...
a death by a waiting game...
your....
         gatekeeping take
on placimg: whims.

Seeing the stars
High above the ground
Of all the parts
What have i found?

A fool blind
Behind the mask of rage
Being bound
To his own cage

For he coulnd't see
What they could be
With those soulless eyes
He now cries

And the only friend
In the end
Are the stars cold
As he grows old