though we share it in our pockets
Alex
'Garet' life is waking me and putting me to sleep over
and over again .
The Kitten taps my shoulder
to tell me he's iling, ailing his
breath
the night is.
It is the wrong time my friend to give it to him.
How lucky I feel in this world of so many faces 'naochebi' (wrinkles) , streaking and
bleating through me like moonshine.
nani na nas e
alour....
this is the life of the theatre tree
man.
Sparta
Czeska Respublika
Poland.
Georgie
and
Prangi.
de cour.
plus I am true.
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