Friday, January 28, 2005

emeconerre

i wanna live without looking at a single watch i wanna stop stuttering i wanna have to stop talking i wanna lose my voice for good each time i turn around there's someone telling me what to do i wanna stop going with the flow i wanna stop waiting for things to happen i wanna drawn myself in tomato sauce i wanna eat my brain swimming in tomato sauce i wanna stop eating at all i wanna stop becoming more and more like my father i want him to stop looking more and more like me i don't want to resign myself to it i wanna promise myself I won't do that again
Posted by Alba at 3:16 PM

2 comments:

xaxaoc said...

So este texto es tuyo, no?

Me gusta mucho esta manera de escribir, la que sale directa de las arrugas de los sesos, o del páncreas... Sin artificios, casi instintivo.

Bonita variedad de textos, give me more, give me more.

11:39 PM
Alba said...

you asked for it, you'll get it ;)

10:53 AM

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