Language

Your ears have gotten bigger lately

I take a picture of myself

Don’t want to talk about the eyes

 

Could someone shout at me

I ask myself this question

A question with no answer is no question

 

I’d like to kiss your lips

Or touch any part of your body

But my hands are cold

And my lips are swollen

Even the words I use are stolen

20-04-1992/3

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