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domingo, 10 de febrero de 2013

Stupid dream (Vanguardist poem)


The alarm clock sounds. 
Pi, pii, piii, piiii!
I open my eyes and I turn off it.
Clack!

OH MY GOD, a storm?!
Bruuuuuuuuuum!
WHY?!
I turn on the lights.
Cliiick!

Suddenly, bruuuuuuuum! Splash!
OH SHIT, all de bulbs
and windows are crushing.
Crrrrrrjjj!
WHAT'S HAPPENING?!

Bfffffffhhhhh! A tornado!
It's brokening all my house.
Sniif, sniif. Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk!
I don't know why, but I'm crying. 

I close my eyes. 
Mmm...STOP!
Pi, pii, piii, piiii! WHAT?!
I open my eyes.
A dream. A stupid dream. Buuuffff!


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