To write upon nothing
- Filed under: Uncut
- Date: Nov 27,2005
To write upon nothing
Write come on write, dictation and oration have gone far away.
They left with conscience. Gone are the times.
Come write on and on. Write of something.
Differences are obvious and decision becomes an obligation.
My scarf is just a thing left on my neck; Chloe and Bernard are the same things?
I have missed the things yesterday many things.
One man vanished into thin air and men coming into my spoon.
Friends in Bangkok Japan
I don’t know their names and I hate to mention.
What? When was the last time I have had coffee in my throat? I guess Fruit flavored milk occupied my snout! Oh! This is one way of letting out emotion. I am just reading SMS while I am writing this? Can you do that?
Where is Chloe where is Bobay? Beck is having a one-woman show?
The next time I see someone coming into my spoon I would stick my fork into his sole!
wtf?
who had sex at the mall again? fendi, you better name another friend of yours who lives in japan. or else ill cut your uterus.
Hush! Was it you had sex at the Mall? Cut my clit and I will name yah!
I harldy remember if it was you o not anyway. thank’s for the Cd’s.!