Head hurts
- Robert Stastny
- May 21, 2016
- 2 min read
I don't feel like going home
or the hospital
they come from a time
greyer than the grey of ciment
more grey than november
what the fuck am i doing here
i'm thinking
why do people come back.
it's getting darker early
it's 5:03, i'm calling this dude i know
no answer
they were born when vam-
pires
lived alone in city houses
mingled in their markets
love love hovering above
inviting you
to come upstairs
'a coffee would you like'
i'll suck your blood and eat your heart
the weather's awful, i’m tired
would you like to know
the rhythm that my body calls
would you like to know?
i'm not going to tell you.
because i can't go home
because my mother
is in the apartment.
my body is so traumatised by the person
in that apartment
that it shakes, and i need fucking medication
i think.
death to you
and death to me
oh
yes,
death also applies to me
death death death
i am not a happy camper
she is in my death
she?
yes she.
i'm not going to argue
with you -
again!
yes, me again - you see
never will i go away
chipped your body
amputaded
filed and filed!
dispopulated - SEE
naked in your living room
smelling bad and drinking scotch
look inside your living room
it's me, it's me
it's Me!
Then let us negotiate
what do you want?
i want to have sex
and i want you to stop acquainting my brain
with
those people
I don't want success!
but we need success
no we don't!
But - success!
No!
Ok.
you said it wouldn't be like that
when you left the law
now you attend conferences
ecology! - my ass!
Ok.
no!
look -
I'm going to kill you!
you can't.
i've been trying to kill you, no success.
you're upset.
...yes i'm upset.
you're ugly when you're upset
and we can't go around trying to have sex like this
like Saturday
yes. I know about Saturday.
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