venerdì 31 dicembre 2010

DEATH is supine

It never arrives and when finally it does it smells bad. You get a look to a seat but it's always overcrowded.
"Gimme a seat!" as if it's up to you
but at the end you have to content yourself with a tight corner or, even, have a thin travel on your feat!

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