AndiamoA Poem by Davidgeo.find your way.His photo on the floor A number in her head Clearly available It takes her a monumental EFFORT To ignore whatever wooden frame Of circumstance or contemporary Horror story.... (I don't mind eavesdropping) A modern day Moriarty... I pretend Dear girl, according to the expiates You're in the wrong country This argument isn't 'till next Tuesday But don't worry The Jerk He will see you now C**t
Are you still tallying away? Dear girl I'm so good god damn excited.... Tell me now dear.... Who really is evil? Tell me now.... Do not scream Kafka!
My books are all open..... Perforated, exposed - mon cher.... I'll direct you directly To all the intersting holes.... mon amour
I'm not here for the flavor.... I'm here for the b***h. This is subterfuge I made it all up.... So what the f**k now?
Keeper of aquairums.... Strawberry pear In essence, my sweet Proxy to my sweet
Random like a heart attack Because I am everything that you lack Truly I am lost With a tourist On the outside With, quite frankly... a b***h of an a*****e... And no one to guide Guides without tourists The lost with a map Life is confusing so andiamo
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