Highway Robbery
I don’t feel any better after reading your letter.
I went to the bus station to go on vacation.
You can’t control my soul.
I held the flower for another half an hour.
I needed to doze, awoken with no clothes.
On a train vanished with no trace.
A naked & bare disgrace.
A villian with no face.
From the valley I ran til I got to the alley.
What a sin this trip has been.
A lack of defense that doesn’t make much sense.
I bet it is something also you wouldn’t get.
(2014)
Pure Fiction
