Yesterday, 6 days after
Today, drown dreams in wine
Tomorrow, print my lipstick forever.
Had been years that I didn't draw dreams
or upside down stairs.
That hadn't share my glass
with another hand-like-brush.
There is no need now to pray
cuz in my sweat it is
the shape and the colour
of a brand new paper sheet.
Movement or frozen pics
Boots and cigarettes in summer
Wine for breakfast and fresh paint of my shirt
print your lipstick to be remembered next year.
For Alice
whole lotta LOF
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