2 de maio de 2017


you stole the spare key to my house
sneaked in like a mouse
turned my life upside down
painted my navy blue walls beige
too bright a color for my eyes

you used to proclaim wishes
as I washed the dishes
never minding if I was tired
or felt uninspired.

all night, for you
it always felt right
talking and weeping
even when I was desperate for sleeping

my bad,
it always made me madly sad
that I just couldn’t do the same
no matter how much I was insane,
how much pain
I was feelin’
I could never give in
to wake you
to make you
aware, to care.

but you know,
loving me is so rare,
that I used to stare
at your blissful face
trying to pace
myself
into understanding 
into pretending
independency 
can fit
some kind of intimacy.
but I never found a way
to let you stay.

now,
rotting inside this cage
full of bitterness and rage
it struck me
nobody will survive
without getting fucked
all the way

any kind of Einstein
must revive
and replay.

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