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Pacheco
the quiet savant
From the perspective the phallus took on Muai’s aspect
Raised pointing with pink hat falls, falls
Orange hat on noisy marmalades
We kisses between greedy sucks
In the excitations without extensive prose
The mdma gives here gives, shoots, gives the bullet
And speech slows down and then shut up
And the Pacheco who just shudders points
In the palace of your delightful silly wisdom,
The lips in the shock of the neurons trembling.
Plus the boner of her sitting holding hands and watching.
A break to eat and drink
Smiles and jokes well interspersed
And there we go, there, there, we go back to fuck.
The two of us were crazy and she was watching.
Then everything is indistinct in a wave of pleasure
And she retreats, leaves her hand and starts doing it,
We crazy to make the bullet, she guarding the door
She was my mainstay and it didn’t come out crooked.
Another one appeared more and yet nevertheless,
I never bet on the other one as I would bet on it.
The one with me in bed, this pure nitroglycerine
I never saw what would come to Nina’s head.
Sorry for the maidens I don’t name,
The choices of this life, difficult to clarify, where will they give?
From this trilogy of decreasing, gradual confidence
Everything was inverted after all, and it gave what it gave.
The grenade stayed at home, the middle one was ugly
And the one with personality, denies the greatest respect,
Today I carry it on my chest and dream one day
Constitute a company with clear profitable intentions
Pass the chance to pause for recreational purposes.
The grenade broke out in the middle of my hurricane
I who continue to prepare the Monsoon here
Ai Ai that the bullet is missing at the end of my scale
Ui Ui I’m older, Hey Hey, I’ll still be
What will be, neither the sea nor the power,
Alas that I can see it, what it will be I don’t know!
(Meanwhile teeth fall out
Pacheco is pointing indecisively among us
As one who prays for the world that, in silence, cherishes)
About my o so near the threshold in Rio around 2007-2009
