quaquaquaqua

and then, ever becomes nothing; simple but juicy
meaningless and out of control
fingertips reaching paradise
immortality as a gift to refuse
just to remain immortal
art gives you the privilege, the chance to stand out
peanuts, why not?
open windows with flying sights and shaking curtains,
your legs fight to follow the music, 
to make you go upstairs in the air, brick after brick
-helicopters apart-
and kick after kick...hi! hope you're having a good time!
purple haze, my goodness
sláinte, dude
pearls, topic; smile
beard, tennis connemara
puzzle and chaos
sex and virginity
damp earth and dry sand
we all know we're fucked, that's right
sometimes really fucked
i don't know...cigarettes?
the existence of a beer who quaquaquaqua dani,
then quaquaquaqua a little bit more bubbles
...
my mind
...unfinished