24 avr. 2011 - The Course - Written by Pablo Saborio
Description:
I gasped and was a child so it is a lost saddened reality who made it? I was breathlessly spellbound the name of it is there but the maker is long dead to be drunk awake with the uninhabited world below my knees the eager moon hungry for my course I designate the sadness at the street death the watch has said death tea is in my mouth morbid florid pain I’m watching and nothing effortlessly febrile useless personality I am nothing more silver meaning rotten sound kill me sage here