MATTIA Ciapponi
Saturday, December 26, 2009
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Tourist
Your face .. so washed out.
Your colorful pants.
Your words? Futile.
For once you feel Almighty
displaying an 'apparent wealth.
I swallow your mind all yellowed and spit on the ground.
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