Morning, traffic jam, coffee...then LeGourde showed up:
Turkish Black Coffee
" I´m getting sick..."
I can feel it in my lungs.
"...hope is lost"
a charade that brings a cough.
Get a grip you idiot!!!
you´re not going to die.
Whait!!, that´s her car!!!
Nah...it´s a look-alike.
We waste our lives
in a traffic jam.
Seaking answers
to meaningless acts.
"Can´t you read the signs
or should I switch to tea.?"
You´re alright man,
you have showed her your heart.
LeGourde
Suscribirse a:
Enviar comentarios (Atom)
No hay comentarios:
Publicar un comentario