bubble gun

Sooner or later I will be steeled
Of what was taken for guaranteed
Sooner or later I’ll retreat
There’s no time to take a step or make it over

Solitary games, as an insult carefully preserved
Nothing

I don’t want to belong to a love without choices
I don’t want to belong to a love with no love

Inquisitive rude travel, exquisite unhappy journey
Life can change every breath

All the efforts seem to poison
Any threat is a reward enable to sustain
Not even the immense deep and broad savage hate
That once redoubles the wise spot
Hardly knowing how to escape, accept the angels greet
Too late to come back, things will never be the same
As lifeless breath is a reward enable to sustain

Solitary games, as an insult carefully preserved
Nothing, nothing

Skeptical bite still available
She said “I quit”, I guess I already…

Inquisitive rude travel, exquisite unhappy journey
How to believe soon in emptiness as one full joy?
Life can change every breath

Every last detail should be assigned
Hardly knowing how to escape forever
Echoes of a fairy tale of any sort
Taking all the memories instead of
All the fancy black dreams, came back home
How to go far if we don’t have a master plan?

Sooner or later, sooner or later, sooner or later
18/09/2011