I’m in pole position for a heart attack,
I’m in pole position for a drug addiction,
I’m in pole position for an alcoholic dependence,
I’m in pole position for a psychiatric problem,
I’m in pole position for a pole position of something bad.
I’m not in pole position for you.
Oh god!!! The only bad thing I want is the one I will not have,
Is the one that won’t kill me, but the one that I want to be murder by.
Is one, that kill me very slowly, but I want that to be instantly
Is one, which I want to be fucked by.
I’m doomed to emptiness.
I’m in pole position for bad speaking,
I’m in pole position for cursing,
I’m in pole position for misunderstanding,
And for be misunderstood,
I’m in pole position for ignorance.
I’m not in pole position for you.
Oh god!!! I’m so dull that I consider her the only knowledge I want,
She is the end of my ignorance,
She is the only thing I want to learn,
And so I live, not living, not knowing nothing
I think, she will fill me, but I know she will leave me empty,
I’m doomed to emptiness.
I’m doomed to write words, that you don’t want to know.
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
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