So

So… and after it, when you light a cigarette

and twinkle with your toes,

puff some smoke towards the ceiling,

on your back and all four stretched,

Isn’t that a new beginning?

Wouldn’t you rather stay a little bit alone?

Wouldn’t you like something to eat?

Don’t you just wish to kick him very hard?

Luckily he left in silence,

without any words

leaving money on the table.

~ by Solarny on February 18, 2008.