We see each other every couple of months.
We barely speak,
we order some chinese food
and play Bayonetta.
Then for breakfast
you offer fruit salad with mayonnaise.
You suck my cock
and I see you coming
without I managing to spill
a single drop.
You take a shower and you soap,
leaving me alone
as an unfair shame
crawls all over me.
We sleep together
without even touching.
We stay two strangers.
You're ok with this.
But I wonder if I deserve
a love without this stink of defeat.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
KATARTICO
PoesíaOtto poesie accompagnate da disegni realizzate originariamente in forma di minizine per un contest. Scritte in italiano e auto-tradotte in inglese. Prosegue in "Non sto bene. E va bene così." Attenzione: questa opera contiene rappresentazioni di dis...
