3 more left and tho this body pain
won’t stop soon,
I still smoke.
the world is always sick
because of something.
and we should be used with it
until now.
but we are not.
and seems
always a breaking news
that we shout out loud to announce
our specie’s possible end.
this time I am not sure if
I have same
healthy problem like world has,
but I feel as I usualy do, when I’m ill:
a beast in a cage
with bleeding wounds on its skin.
last fever episode made me wet.
I felt asleep and I dreamed
hungry dragons with seven heads,
dark untouchable woods,
snakes on the ground and crows,
maybe because of all those
fairy childhood tales
which follow me, even I am so
fucking old!
I am on drugs, the legal ones
they sell to us.
I hate them all and I prefer
to smoke,
to feed the beast
and to ignore 99%.
1% I kept only for myself.
…
2 more left.
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