gulping the rest of the epic cathedral of lure
it does not matter your answer.
I was the princess of a homeland of dizzling flag.
Republic of Being Choosen,
zigzagging your innermorst brain tissue,
fantasizing about a stupid storm
--not a big opportunity to anything.
I don't miss things that I will miss in dreams.I will be back in town,
newspapers will endorse me (almost sure),
they will talk about your strange way of chewing.
I know you are disguising the shivering.
Throbbing inside your stomach,
you ate me,
enjoy the warmth of the heartbeat,
the only one you will feel.
