7 de jan. de 2017

Jazz in Red

I'm going to Cuba, 
there soy amiga del rey. 

I'm going to the past. 
I'm speaking languages as gospel did. I'm thinking, I'm going to somewhere better. I'm going Manuel Bandeira and NY. 
Immitation. 
I'm listening. 
I'm saying. 
She says: My mind is a Jazz

but nothing stops

but nothing hurts


gimme a drumm keeping drunk


going nowhere 

saying silence silence silence

Saying.

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