Male Brazilian Madison

Triggers point

Like every Sunday afternoon I'm here to drink and write in the kitchen. I put a little music and turn off the television. I realize that I listen to the same thing now for a month. That is a month ranging from a delusional state of euphoria and pain that I face crumbles. Trigeminal neuralgia, called the suicide disease. Chet Baker was suffering, although the His biography is not clear whether it was true, or used it as an excuse to be given morphine. It 's the myelin sheath that goes to hell and starts shooting electrical signals wrong, delusional, a tilt neurological pain that signals when in fact be all right.
neural potential difference. Neurons are suffering stress and cold, probably m'accusino of neglect. I think the death of Bunny Murni and I'll eat my dose of Tegretol before falling back. In this humid day mean.
I'd like to speak to a flexed back, the vibrato of the flesh that exchanges air power to the language. Not now. Not now.

Q - Anyone

The truth is not written in non-small lime

not a note.
not the politicians nor

is within us and can not do anything about a love
it feeds only, like a beast.
write the sub-world. I write non-
world. Security
behind closed doors to a hypothetical text. Like her sister
reality
shares the fate
torn and twisted.
Poets as Journalists as political as no less than any of us like me

hidden insect and an uncertain future.
only write and thank
entries exist that stop me. Torn and twisted

I can not hear
touch: try to be. Needless
nothing dall'immutabile reflection and perpetual existence, as a
come from too far away.
I read the inescapable destiny.