white snow with red spots:
Tonight I plan to take
the words
Back into my head
where they should have never left
Then smash my head
against the wall
Maybe then, someone
will read……….
You are where it all
ends and start again.
Drowning in my tobacco,
defeats and blood:
I arrive
For every reason, for
no reason at all,
I arrive
With so much papers,
that I lost them all.
I won’t find any answers
But I’ll find so many
new questions
That I want to answer.
“ what shall I have
for dinner tonight??”
