Hello // rubbish // if you love me enters the room //
Cleaned with your sweat and a detergent from your heart //
Sparks // your brain will drift into a lie // it’s the first time in a ballet class // eyes piercing into your soul // you will think you are spilled tea // unclean
Unclean // you will wish away the needles that have become your voice //
A play by the deaf // an audience of the dumb // another divine comedy
Forget the damned ballet class —
Hello // if you love me // meet rubbish //
You will wear a commander’s uniform // you will close your eyes // for five
Seconds // no // hours // apologize // a magical wand will sprinkle star dust into your eyes // the gates will open forcefully // white wine will
Drip down your cheeks // no // sparkling water // that goes with the most expensive dish in the restaurant // your mouth // unaffordable //
Life is too long // want will never end // you will serve it //
Smile with a thank you note // rubbish only comes after if you love me
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