Tag: Rome
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I was alone to the bone On an afternoon in Rome The ballistic tests all positive Spears sharpened to a bird-beak point The traffic keeps rolling in honking circles ‘Round a statue of some Italian holy hobo There are flaming balls on catapults And smoky talk in the underground lounge…
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Why is it now 10 million memories later That you appear When I feel my hand empty In a moment of all alone In a moment of going to shore What is this history haunting You restless in my sheets Of dreams On the aeroplane I go To another city,…
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CEREAL AFTER SEX 