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Theater show without an end
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by [nadai ]

2009-01-18  |     | 



I want to make love with a Russian, said the writer,
You are the Russian, said the mother,
I forgot how is to be loved, is that possible?
"I love you", said my lover and left the room.

I don't believe in God, said the man covering his face,
You don't have to if you don't want to, said the laughing Jew,
We're all the same, can't you tell? said the philosopher chewing a leaf,
We're all hippies and love makers, said Jim Morrison asleep on a bench.

I tried to kill myself yesterday, said one girl drowned in tears,
Depression is another masturbation, said a boy running down the stairs,
I hated drugs till today when I smoked too many joints,
Don't you just hate democracy? said the poet looking at his fingers.

I love this show, don't make it stop, it grows inside me,
It makes me dream and when I float I touch the gods and smell their feet,
Relax, my soul, is nothing here to harm you, the dream is endless,
Don't run away from poetry and music, you will die like that old lady in the park.

I share my dreams with all humankind and this is my love for you,
You're just a bug, roll over and die, said Kafka dead in his bed,
I wish I could be you, a young poet craving for liberty, said a shadow passing near me on the street,
"I love you", said my lover and kissed my forehead.

Stop this show, God damn it, stop this nonsense! said the director bursting into tears.
We're all gone in infinity, take my hand and let's drive, said Bowie kissing me passionately.
Remember, just drive as far as you can.
No end.



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